Winter Fae by Debra Dunbar

Author:Debra Dunbar [Dunbar, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Gwylla followed Dustin’s lead. She wasn’t sure where they were going, but trusted that in his wolf form, he would have the senses to lead them in the right direction. Against his silent protests, she’d robbed one of the dead men of his clothing, knowing that if they reached a human town, Dustin would need to revert to his bipedal form—and that being naked would only hurt his cause if not get him arrested and put in jail. There had been a carrying case of sorts on the man’s belt, and she’d taken it too, as well as the long gun, which she’d wrapped carefully with the clothing. The awkward bundle made it difficult to hike across the rocky, uneven terrain, but she didn’t want to use the energy to create an ice sled to haul it on.

Actually she barely had enough energy to put one foot in front of the other. The ice wall had taken a lot out of her, as had freezing the human weapons. It had been a bit overkill to ice them down to that point. She was pretty sure those guns would no longer be functional, even if they thawed out, but the one she carried should be usable since it belonged to the first one Dustin had killed. Well, usable by the wolf-man, as she was trying hard not to touch the thing.

How in the world had the hunters planned this? She doubted Dustin flew this route every day. She’d picked the spot for her sanctuary because it wasn’t a high-traffic area. If the hunters had camped out in a randomly selected location, waiting for a chance occurrence to kill a shifter, they would have probably been waiting for weeks if not months. Even she knew that was a complete waste of time.

Hunters knew their prey. The foxes knew where the rabbits played and fed, knew where their dens were. She doubted a human hunter would just walk out his front door and wander around until he happened to come across a wolf-man. No, just like the fox they’d know where their prey frequented by studying the landscape and their habits. And if a hunter wasn’t familiar with the area, he’d hire someone to show him the right spots, to increase his chances of seeing, and shooting, his intended prey.

Which meant the hunters knew the shifters on sight. In his human form, Dustin blended right in. She wouldn’t have been able to tell him apart from the other humans visually. And even in wolf form, she’d thought him only a bit off from the non-shifter canines she’d seen. Gwylla might not have been around humans for long, but she was reasonably sure they didn’t have heightened senses that she didn’t possess. Either they were working from a list of shifters, including where they lived, what they did, and their habits, or they had a magical means to identify them—like an amulet or stone that would detect the miniscule bit of angel in them and alert the hunter that the human he was facing was not, in fact, a human.

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