Page 47 of War Games

No, it can’t be. I wasn’t the only person who saw him die.

“Where’s Landon?”

“Oh, you’re asking about him over your man? I don’t know where either one of them is. We should go look for them. They might want to know how I found you out here.” Fenris started walking, and it was a trail I knew well that led right back to my house.

I moved quickly to keep up, hoping to understand what was going on.

“Fenris, what day is it?” I asked, brushing off bits of leaves from my jeans.

“Fuck if I know. I forgot my phone, and I generally don’t care what day of the week it is. If I’m needed, Teagan comes to get me to force me to show up at whatever Everson wants me to be at.”

“You’re really not helpful right now,” I said, sighing heavily.

“When am I ever helpful?”

“The witches and stuff in Dallas. Helping Arlo.” Fenris had been invaluable in both of those situations.

“Yeah, but both of those required violence. A good time to be had by all. Well, there was a potential for violence when trying to help the kid.” Fenris chuckled darkly. “I guess there’s always a potential for violence.”

“Yeah, you would think that.” I shook my head, knowing he was just throwing up walls to keep people scared of him. To keepmescared of him. He was the mad wolf to everyone for a reason. I saw through most of his bullshit now. He had a heart and a sense of loyalty under his rough surface.

We walked in silence for a while, trudging along toward my home. It felt longer than it should have, as though the trail stretched out endlessly. Eventually, I didn’t recognize the trees around me, and we never reached my house.

“Fenris, aren’t we heading to my place?”

“Yeah, where else are we going?” he asked, scoffing at me. “Think I’m leading you to some trap or something? I don’t particularly want to spend the rest of my life on the run from Everson. Plus, I like you. We’ve fought together.”

“It’s just we should have been back already…” I said, slowing down to a stop.

He looked over his shoulder at me but didn’t stop moving.

“Maybe you don’t know these trails as well as you thought.”

But I know these trails better than anyone… don’t I?

I caught up to him again.

“You know, while we walk, we should really talk about how you blacked out in the woods. Dangerous business for one of our kind,” Fenris said, shaking his head. “Real bad. Maybe you should tell Everson about it.”

“I was planning on it,” I said softly, knowing I absolutely had to tell Heath. He would help me find answers if he didn’t know them himself.

“Or maybe you shouldn’t. He might kill you for potentially losing control over yourself. It’s what a smart Alpha would do.” Fenris pointed back at her.

“He wouldn’t,” I said to myself more than Fenris, a lie that both of us would be able to smell.

“Maybe you’re right. Maybe he wouldn’t because he loves you. You don’t know that, though.” Fenris barked out a laugh, his head going back in that mocking laugh. He stopped walking and pointed up, staring at the sky. “The sun is going down fast, huh?”

I followed his gaze to the sky, and it was, with sunset already over us.

“He’s coming,” Fenris whispered, and I could smell his fear.

“Who?”

“Him.” Fenris didn’t look at me, only staring as the sunset turned to night faster than it should have. “You should run,” Fenris said sadly.

I didn’t need a name for some reason. I had no idea who he was talking about, but I didn’t need a name. I knew this was bad, and we had to get moving. Instinct was kicking in, and I was going to listen to it.

“You should come with me,” I growled, grabbing his elbow. “Fenris, come with me. We’ll get to my place. We’ll be safe.”

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