Page 53 of Wind with a Chance of Wolfsbane

Jonathan started to shake his head to indicate he didn’t remember but stopped as small bits of it came flooding back to him. “Bits and pieces.”

“Shit,” breathed Leo. “That’s troubling.”

“You think?” Jonathan looked away to keep from lashing out again. It wasn’t Leo’s fault that he’d lost control.

“Jonathan,” said Dwayne. “The packs had news on the humans who attacked those girls outside of the airport.”

Flashes of the girl with the broken glasses came rushing over Jonathan. He tensed and jerked at his chains. “She’s in danger.”

“We saved them, remember?” asked Dwayne. “You were there. We kept them from being taken.”

Jonathan tugged at his restraints harder this time. “No. She is or was in danger again. Wasn’t she?”

He wasn’t sure of anything anymore.

Leo nudged Dwayne and then looked at Jonathan. “News reached us that the humans who tried to take them were working with Helen Murray and her people.”

Dwayne made the sign of the cross before he spoke again. “And you know we found that Murray coin at the scene where the girls were nearly kidnapped?”

“Why did you cross yourself?” asked Jonathan.

“Because last time someone mentioned the girls and possibly having ties to the shit that has been going down here, you went from fine to not fine pretty damn fast,” said Leo.

“I did?” asked Jonathan.

Leo nodded, and then his expression hardened. “Yes. We’re pretty sure the young women are involved and that they were a lure. One used to make an attempt on your life.”

“We don’t—” Dwayne started, only to be elbowed in the ribs by Leo.

Jonathan’s wolf apparently still had fight left in it because it surged up, wanting free to tear Leo’s throat out. He snarled. “No! She’s not the enemy!”

Dwayne whistled and stepped back from the bars of the cell. “Well, I think we might know what started this mess. Excuse me while I guard my ass.”

Leo lifted his hands. “Jonathan, calm down. We don’t think they tried to kill you. I just wanted to test a theory.”

Jonathan did his best to tame the beast. It still wanted Leo’s blood.

Dwayne groaned. “Leo, let’s not tempt fate again. I’m not sure those chains will hold if he loses it again. I, for one, do not want to be eaten by him. You?”

“Hell no,” said Leo. He focused on Jonathan. “We don’t think the girls are the enemy, but we do think they’re linked to all this somehow. Don’t freak. But think about it, Jonathan. The mere mention that theymightbe involved set you off again. That has to mean something.”

“If they were supernaturals, I’d ask if one of them was his mate,” said Dwayne with a partial laugh.

Leo tensed. “Did we misread them? Are they supernaturals? And could one of them be his mate?”

“That’s absurd,” spat Jonathan. The women were humans. This was pointless. “Get these chains off me.”

The men ignored him.

Dwayne cleared his throat. “You’ve been down here five days. In that time, the wolf-packs and I have been meeting daily. They’re trying to help the Van Helsings sort this mess out. They have information about the missing curator who had been assigned to Helen Murray.”

“Dead?” asked Jonathan.

Dwayne nodded. “Yes. But get this, fingerprints found on his body matched two of the men arrested for that kidnapping attempt.”

Jonathan growled, still very much wanting to kill the bastards involved with trying to take the girls.

Leo tapped the bars of the cell. “Relax. You don’t have to hunt anyone. Someone already took care of it. All the men who had been arrested and then released are accounted for now.”

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