Gordon was cleaning up from his last customer when he heard the door chime announcing someone’s entrance. He put down the bottles of ink he was putting away and walked around the corner to the front room. He greeted the man on the other side of the counter. He was dressed in a fine suit. He looked like one of those arrogant stuffy business types with his polished wingtip shoes and Ken doll hair cut. This man was a typical douche, not the kind of people that usually came walking into his shop.

“Can I help you?”

“Yes, I’m lost.”

“And where are you going?”

“I’m looking for a man. He goes by the name of Darrell Savage. He’s a general contractor.”

“Yeah, I know who he is.”

“Right, well, I was told he lives in Feral, but I don’t see any houses, just businesses.”

“Right,” Gordon said, staring at this man. He sensed this guy might be trouble.

“Could you tell me how to get to his place?”

“Well, that depends.”

“Oh, what?”

“Why are you looking for him?”

“Why does it matter?”

“Well, you see, we take care of our own here in Feral. We don’t like strangers. You, my friend, are a stranger. I’m not going to tell you how to find Darrell until I know why you want to find Darrell.”

“It is private business.”

“Nothing is private in Feral.”

“look, if you are not going to tell me where to find him, I’m just going to go down the street and ask someone else,” the man snarled.

Gordon smiled. He knew no one would tell this man anything. The protection of the pack was absolute. No matter their differences, they would never turn on each other. “You go ahead and do that,” the man snarled and stormed out. The door chimed as he exited. Gordon took out his cellphone and called Darrell.

“What’s up, Gordon?” Darrell answered chipper. He must have known who was calling, thanks to caller ID.

“Some douche bag business guy was just here. He’s looking for you.”

like? I work for so many spoiled douchebags. You will have to be more specific.”

dark eyes,

is got

“Nigel?”

“Katelyn’s ex.”

that woman’s name. “Katelyn? I thought you were done with

not as done as I thought I

“Damn it,

headed for the door. He was locking up early because he had a feeling the shit was going to hit the fan. It would only take Darrell ten minutes to get to the hub, and once he did, all hell was going to

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to eat, and it was a fair bet that he probably bought his food here. There was a good possibility that one of the employees knew where he lived. Opening the door, Nigel walked in and over

He instinctively ran his hands through his hair

paused in thought. Why did he

“Where you headed?”

Darrell Savage’s home. Could you point me in the

“I could.”

both stood in silence for a moment. “So?” He

I could. Not that I

“Why not?”

you to

“We are friends.”

“I highly doubt that.”

“Why?”

tell him a secret.

was pretty but mouthy. “You

you, I would leave Feral. I assure you sticking around will not bode well

a threat?”

she smiled

Katelyn of all people. Darrell came around the front of his truck. “I have a bone to pick with you,” Nigel growled at Darrell. Before

the one fucking the whole town behind my back. God, I don’t know

my face,” Nigel snapped at

pointing out that you are a lying sack of….” Nigel swung his arm, slapping Katelyn across the face so hard she fell to

snarled, and Nigel saw fangs. Nigel began to back away. “What the hell are you?” He breathed as he looked around at the people who

eyes were glowing, and he smiled, showing off a pair of fangs like

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