Chapter 36

Wolf hunched over as the cracking sounds started, pops and grinding followed like the sound of a car wreck. Looked like it too, even with clothes obscuring the sight of the killer’s body. In a macabre waltz, Wolf jerked and groaned in a short bark of pain, and then it was done.

A wet, black nose made its way out of the drab rags bundled on the filthy floor. As soon as it found the opening in the shirt, the rest of the man slid out in a rush of gray-black fur and powerful form. Big as a dire wolf from a far distant past and seemingly just as lethal.

Those intelligent eyes bored into his own for an endless time before Wolf shifted where he stood on four massive paws. Another whistle split the silence between them. Whatever Wolf had been about to do, he abandoned that plan as far as Travis guessed, because he spun in place and disappeared farther into the gloom of the building.