Page 83 of Rogue Wolf

“When I became so much better than human? Maybe I was born this way.”

Kodiak spat at him.

“Not nice.” Amdis chuckled. “Not enjoying your stay? Gonna give me a bad review on SnareBnb?”

Kodiak snarled, his wolf side rising to the surface, wanting out. It had been hurt. Badly. It wanted revenge. It wanted Amdis. But the vampires’ silver binding was secure. Even if Kodiak transformed, he’d still be trapped. And his wolf would rip itself apart trying to get free, at first in anger and then after going mad with the pain of the silver as it fought. He was not giving in. His wolf needed to calm and wait because Kodiak needed to stay in his human form, think logically, keep a clear head.

His wolf growled, twisting and whining with pain and the need to fight.

Maybe he should let it, maybe—

Oh that coldness in his head. If Amdis wanted his wolf to surface it had to stay down.

If he allowed his wolf to surface, best case would have him enraged and spiraling out of control. The worst case he told his wolf, was death.

But as long as he could speak to Amdis man-to-man, he had a chance of getting out alive—or, at least, a chance to learn more about Amdis’ plans.

“You’d better be on your best behaviour, wolf.”

“Why the fuck would I do that?” Kodiak shielded his eyes as Amdis turned on the lights. Light burst and made him squint after being left in the dark for hours.

“I’m expecting visitors,” Amdis said with a smirk. He stepped closer, then paused a few feet in front of Kodiak.

“Coward,” spat Kodiak. Amdis stood just out of reach. There would be no point in braving the agony of the chain in an attempt to kill the vampire.

But it was interesting the vamp didn’t trust Kodiak. Good. It meant fear and fear always meant mistakes.

He growled low and long, giving his wolf that.

Amdis clicked his tongue disapprovingly. But he moved back a little more.

“I thought you’d want to help me welcome our guests,” said Amdis. His hands rested casually in the pockets of the long tailored jacket he wore over a shiny black shirt, leather pants, and boots shined to perfection.

The dapper must be to hide the rot.

“Why would I want to do that?”

“Because one of them will be Tamaska.”

The first thing that hit him was terror. The next…

Red. Hot. Fury.

It seared through Kodiak. He lurched in Amdis’ direction, wanting nothing more than to tear him apart. But the silver chain pulled him back, and he stumbled to regain his footing even as the pain raced through him.

“What the fuck did you do?” Kodiak’s gut knotted sickeningly.

The vampire smiled. “I sent her an invitation.”

“Leave her out of this!”

“I can’t,” he said. “She’s vital to my plan.”

Fuck. What the hell had she been trying to tell him back at the hut? He’d had so much going on he hadn’t heard and then Ash got upset… He took a breath and met the vampire’s eyes, trying to see past the cold, white face.

But the only thing he saw was smug evil.

“Which is?” Kodiak asked.

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