Chapter Thirteen

Lance nodded at the Bear and climbed inside the vehicle. The Beta closed the driver’s door, and Lance gunned it down the highway. About ten minutes out, he got pulled over, and received a speeding ticket for his efforts. The seaside town of Maccon City was about an hour away and run by the Macconwood Pack, Wolf Shifters the lot of them

The cop insisted on a license check, which was simply more bad luck. His Tiger was growling even more now, so Lance did something he never thought he would do. He called the Macconwood Pack house, and they got in a call to Cat Maccon-Nighthawk of the Sheriff’s department.

He explained to the officer that pulled him over that his wife had forgotten her asthma pump, but the cop was being a hard ass. It wasn’t until the Werewolf named Cat had put in a call that the officer had let him go with a handful of tickets and a warning to mind the law.