Silence of the Wolves by Hannah Pole

Author:Hannah Pole [Pole, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781472017116
Publisher: Carina
Published: 2013-09-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

After what felt like hours, Leyth and Tamriel sat watching as the team started wrapping up. The sun had long gone and they were well into the wee hours of the morning.

Julian had arrived with a medical team and taken Alison away to the clinic. Doc had repositioned Leyth’s shoulder and checked Tam over. He’d cleaned the wound and decided she would be fine, giving her strict orders to shift back to human form and come and see him as soon as they got to the base for more dressing.

They had stayed, watching the two minotaurs carry the dead into a van to be shipped off and burnt. The building was swept through and cleaned, leaving no trace that anything had gone down here.

Leyth had been told that Tamriel had dragged Alison for well over two miles. No wonder she was so exhausted. They had found another two tombs that were missing their throats and, going by the way Tamriel gagged when they came out, Leyth got the feeling that might have been her battle.

Damn, this female was hardcore.

Tam laid her head on his lap, licking his palm as he glanced down. She nudged at his arm, trying to tell him something, huffing and looking apologetic.

‘No need to be sorry,’ he muttered, running his hand through her soft fur.

She jumped off the back of the van and tugged at his leg.

Confused, he stood up and followed her to where the group of people were standing. The shifter that had come in with Sapphire walked out of the building, carefully carrying the body of a dead wolf in his arms.

Leyth stopped dead in his tracks, his stomach curling into a tight ball of dread as he inched forward.

The black and grey wolf was one of his old pack, his birth pack.

Running a hand over her fur, he gently lifted the wolf’s head.

‘Jessica,’ he whispered, fighting back tears.

‘You knew her?’ the shifter said, sympathy riding his tones.

‘Yeah,’ Leyth grunted. ‘She was… she was pack-kin.’

Tamriel slowly padded her way back to the car with Leyth, through the streets she knew so well.

Strange. When she’d been in those cold brick hallways, fighting for her life, she’d had no idea where she was. It was weird to think that she was little more than a few miles away from her flat the entire time. She was still in wolf form, and though the night held a bitter edge, the wind brushing past her fur did little to chill her. The cold winds were actually a relief, cooling her bloody, heated skin, making her feel more normal. Well, as normal as you could feel when you’re walking on padded paws rather than feet.

The night sky looked different through her wolf’s eyes; it seemed to shimmer with an almost iridescent light. It was the moon, she realised; the moon called to her with its magnificent light, making her want to sit back on her heels and simply howl.

She settled, however, for just walking underneath its glow,

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