And running through the woods."
"I've never seen her before, very Strange." Cassie yawned.
"Sorry, Cassie. You must be pretty tired still. I'm used to coaxing answers from my pack members, mistreated under an earlier lupus garous leadership."
"Mistreated," she whispered, the thought of hunters killing wolves coming to mind. She couldn't imagine a werewolf pack mistreating each other. Maybe because the only one she'd ever truly known was her extended family.
"Badly mistreated, yes. So you spotted a red wolf in our woods around here, lectured at the town hall about wolves and their importance, and then went to the forest to locate her?
Why go alone? Why not tell me about it? You recognized I was a lupus Garou. That I'd have to look into the matter. If she's another lupus Garou, she--"
"Needs to know who's boss?"
He smiled.
Cassie closed her eyes. "She's a wolf. Not one of us."
