A Wolf's Fury by Hannah Steenbock

Author:Hannah Steenbock [Hannah Steenbock]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hannah Steenbock
Published: 2022-11-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Connor

The ride back to the camp wasn’t fun. I had to be in human shape, and even though it was a comfortable car, every bump and corner hurt. In fact, by now I was certain I had badly bruised my ribs by landing on the hood of that SUV.

It was a relief when Mark pulled into the yard at our camp and I could get out. I wanted to shift back into the wolf immediately, but Fred shook her head.

“There’s something we have to show you first, so you can think about it while you rest.”

I wondered why that wasn’t possible in wolf shape, but since I wanted to run a team rather than dominate them as Reg had done, I sighed and nodded.

“You can have a shot of booze and a steak while we show you.” Mark chuckled, knowing that both would entice me to delay my shift.

In fact, delicious smells came from the backyard, and I walked around the house, wondering where I had hit my leg hard enough to limp.

The other three young wolves had the grill going already, and one of them lifted a steak, waggling it at me.

I growled at him, playfully enough that he knew that I was delighted with their initiative. A moment later, I was seated at the table, with that steaming steak in front of me. It was perfection, still juicy enough inside to make my mouth water.

“Thank you,” I told him, meeting his eyes to let him see my joy. “Very well done.”

His grin told me he had hoped for that recognition from his pack leader. I was becoming that, despite my misgivings.

Soon, Mark and Fred were sitting at the same table, being served as well.

“Now, do you remember that envelope with money you tossed on the table before you left?” Mark asked.

I nodded, and remembered that wallet I still hadn’t checked. A pang of urgency welled up.

“Fred warned me not to touch it,” Mark continued.

That promised to get very interesting, I thought. “Why?”

“I didn’t trust Beechcroft,” she said simply. “He behaved strangely during that kidnapping, and yes, I got to see some of it. I spelled Mark in doing guard duty that day.”

Her eyes darkened, and I realized she had heard me scream over the phone.

“So I wondered if this was another trap.”

“Go on.”

“I put on gloves before opening it, and I checked each bill, all twenty of them. Seven were counterfeit.”

I whistled through my teeth. “That bastard.”

“It gets better,” Mark said grimly.

Fred nodded. “I wrote down the numbers of the ones that were real.”

“Yes?”

“I have a friend who works for the police in Asheton. And I called her and asked her to check the numbers.”

I stared at her. “That’s… clever. I never would have through of that.”

“Fred has a very suspicious mind.” Mark grinned at her, looking proud.

“She called me back an hour later, rather upset,” Fred continued. “You see, those bills were part of some ransom money paid in a case that never went public, about five years ago.

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