“Let me tell you what
happened from my perspective. You found me naked in a cage, and
immediately looked away and found a woman to help me. You also kept your
distance until I could recover from that, allowing me that dignity despite your
obvious attraction to look upon me. Then when I demanded revenge, you
talked a reluctant Diana into allowing me to join you. You took my side
and trusted me to have your back in our hunt without question.”
She looked over at me a second with an intensely grateful
look before returning her eyes to the road. What she said was true, but I
never quite looked at it that way before, or even expected anything back for
it. Who sees human decency as a debt?
“Vampires don’t normally work with werewolves either you
know. In short, I owe you my life, my dignity, and for the opportunity to
redeem myself and gain revenge on an enemy. That creates a debt between
us, one that my whole pack feels. We expected you to call in on it, but
instead we heard nothing, until you call us once again and offer to help us
with an invading pack.”
I coughed clearing my throat, “I didn’t realize that, is
there a,” I paused for a moment, not sure how to put it, “a problem if I don’t
call it in? What about now, if I help you and your pack again? I’m
not sure I really understand that though, since my intention is to stop the
deaths of humans that the new pack is causing. Human law enforcement is
baffled, and I know the FBI is about to be called in. Does that make a
difference?”
Way to be a confident smooth talker Ben… I wasn’t sure I
even followed what I’d just said.
She shook her head, “Not really no. Your actions are
those of a friend and ally to the pack, unless you can say what happens to us
really doesn’t matter to you, which I already know would be a lie. Your
prime motivation doesn’t negate the rest of it.”
I really didn’t want to argue with her. I liked her
and actually wanted allies, I just felt uncomfortable that they thought they
owed me anything. It wasn’t exactly selfless either, both in the past and
now I was thinking they’d be a help, wasn’t I?
“So if I need help in the future, I shouldn’t hesitate to
call?”
She quirked a smile, “You could say that, yes. I for
one would like to hear from you more often, but I believe my alpha has
something different in mind than merely trading favors back and forth, I’ll let
him explain when we get there.”
Even I caught that one, she was definitely flirting. I
didn’t want to read into it too much, she seemed to like me, but what if it was
just wolf pack affection since I apparently had some status that way, or
something like that. Now that I knew what caused the skittish feeling, it
was a little easier to ignore the more time I spent with her. Honestly,
there was also a bit of excitement in it. That wary feeling of danger
combined with the attraction I felt for Sierra was a bit exhilarating.
That probably made me an idiot.
I wasn’t surprised when we reached the outskirts of
civilization and pulled into a winding driveway that led to a house positioned
near the cook county nature preserve. I imagined werewolves needed a good
place to run, and that would be as good a place as any, though I wondered how
they didn’t get caught at it.
When we got out of the car she didn’t take me into the
house, but around to the back yard instead. A small part of me was
disappointed she hadn’t taken my hand this time. When we went through the
gate I took a look around.
There was an in ground pool, a huge fire pit for barbequing,
and I smiled when I caught the very large doggie door on the back fence which
faced the woods. Sitting on a patio on a nice outside table and chair set
were two people. They were both studying me intensely when we walked
over, and I felt a little uncomfortable under the scrutiny but shrugged it off
as a werewolf thing, Sierra had done much