Wolf's Curse by Kelley Armstrong

Author:Kelley Armstrong [Armstrong, Kelley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-989046-17-3
Publisher: Kelley Armstrong

Chapter Nineteen

Logan

I run and tackle Byron. The counselor hits the ground and then flips over, clawing and batting my hands in a way that has Mason snorting.

“Not much of a fighter, are you?” Mason says.

I shoot him a look. Then I pin Byron’s hands, gently but firmly, as I ease off him.

“I don’t know what they told you,” I say, “but we’re—”

“—here to rescue your ass, not eat you alive,” Mason says. “Whatever bullshit they fed you about werewolves and vampires, it didn’t justify burning us at the stake. The council better damn well sentence you assholes to fifty hours of Supernaturals 101. Right now, though . . .” He waves. “Get off your ass and answer Logan’s questions.”

“Stake? Sentence?” Byron’s eyes bug. “Wh-what are you talking about?”

“Sure,” Mason says. “Let’s go with that. You have no idea what I’m talking about. You didn’t participate in the planned murder of your campers. Fine. Just talk.”

“I-I don’t know . . .” He looks from me to Mason, eyes still round. “Wh-what’s going on here?”

Mason sighs and throws up his hands.

“What do you remember?” I ask. “Start after you put us in Tricia’s office.”

“I-I don’t know. Everyone started acting weird and saying you guys were a threat. Tricia overheard you talking about killing us all. I didn’t believe her. I argued, and the next thing I know, I’m waking up in my room.”

He touches his fingers to his head. His dark hair is matted, dried blood smeared on his temple.

“Someone knocked you out?” I say.

“I-I don’t know. I guess . . .” He blinks. “It’s all still fuzzy.”

“I bet it is,” Mason mutters.

I shoot him a hard look, and he pretends not to see it, but his jaw tightens.

Byron runs his hands through his hair, wincing when he touches the bloodied spot.

“Then what?” I prompt.

“I staggered out here and tripped over someone on the ground. It was one of the campers.” His face screws up in concentration. “Pedro, I think.”

“A half-demon?” Mason says.

Byron nods. “Right, he’s a half-demon. Anyway, I tripped over him, and he woke up and started ranting about”—a sideways glance our way—“monsters. That was his word. He said the werewolves and vampires went nuts. You two and your sister and that guy with the dreds who said he was half-demon but . . .”

He blinks, as if struggling to focus. “Maybe he meant someone else? I don’t know. Anyway, he claimed there was a third werewolf, and the four of you attacked the other campers. Knocked out some and . . .” A hard swallow. “Killed others. They tried to stop you, but you ran off into the woods.”

“Where’s Pedro now?” I ask.

“He ran into the woods, too. I went after him, but he just kept screaming about monsters chasing him. I came back to see if I could help the others. They won’t wake up, though, and over there . . .” He nods to the left and shudders. “It’s one of the half-demons. She’s dead, and I

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