Wolf Shadow by Mac Flynn

Author:Mac Flynn [Flynn, Mac]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Eight

He wasn’t kidding. The fridge was stocked with a wide variety of cut pork, hamburger, steaks, lamb chops, chicken, pheasant, duck, and even a whole salmon.

“Your fridge is a vegan’s worst nightmare,” I told him.

“But the best food for a werewolf,” he returned.

I stood in front of the open fridge and Shadow sat on a stool at the short bar that separated the kitchen from the dining room. A cold but cooked leg of chicken caught my eye, and I took it from its leggy brethren and tore a sizable bite from the bone.

“So is this your main hideout or is it that other place you took me to?” I asked him through a mouthful of chicken.

“Neither, though I do prefer the seclusion this apartment offers,” he replied.

I moved to stand on the side of the bar opposite him and I leaned over the top. “So what’s your story, anyway?” I questioned him.

He raised an eyebrow. “My story? Quinn provided you-” I waved the chicken in front of him.

“I know what Quinn gave me, but I want to hear it from the asses mouth,” I insisted.

He shrugged. “I was raised on a small farm in the Midwest, and as a young man I ventured to the cities in the northeast to make my fortune. Unfortunately, fate had something else in mind.”

“And you ran into a werewolf,” I guessed.

Shadow nodded. “Yes. His intention was to make a meal out of me, but I got the better of him in our fight. He no doubt never expected to meet a farm boy with a silver pen in his breast pocket. I used that to stab him in the chest.”

I raised an eyebrow. “What were you doing with a silver pen?”

“My plan was to become a reporter, but instead I became part of the news,” he told me. “No one believed my story that the person I killed in self-defense had been a monster, and even I didn’t fully believe myself until the next full moon.”

“When you transformed,” I guessed.

He gave a nod. “Yes. The change made me realize I needed to adjust my plan, so I followed the dead werewolf’s trail and found a small enclave of other cursed people. They taught me what I needed to know, and I went out into the world with the knowledge that, barring some accident or murder, I had a lot of time on my hands.”

“As far as empires go, that’s not that great of a story,” I quipped.

He chuckled. “No, I suppose not, but it’s the only one with the whole truth.”

“Speaking of truth, is your name really Thomas Sowell?” I wondered.

Shadow shook his head. “No. Just my current alias.”

“So what do I call you? Thomas, like Gloria called you?” I asked him.

“I would rather you kept with Shadow. That name suits me better than any other, even my original one,” he admitted.

“So which one of those birth certificates had your real name?” I inquired.

“The one that read Ferdinand Finkle,” he told me.

I swallowed a bite of chicken that was a little too large for my throat.

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