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at her like he wanted to say something, but he had shut up quickly and thrown the truck into reverse. As they peeled out on the street, she’d sworn she saw Jacko standing on the front porch of the house he had been given. He was watching them, and she hated it.
    Seth didn’t try to engage her in conversation at all during the drive. He drove at speeds that weren’t safe for the old, beat-up roads they drove on. She considered laying the statistics out for him several times, but she knew he would just lecture her again about how he was a big, bad alpha wolf who defied all probability and good judgment.
    She wanted to believe him so badly. He was strong, confident and exuded leadership like no man she had ever met. But somehow she was still afraid of Jacko and she knew Seth should be too. What the hell was Jacko and why was he so damn scary? She knew that statistically a man had no chance to beat a shifter in any kind of fair fight, but Jacko didn’t fight fair. She knew he’d killed shifters before.
    She’d once read about ancient orders that gathered together to hunt down the supernatural. They were usually just men, but somehow they had been able to slay vampires and werewolves with brutal efficiency. Many of them had claimed they were protected by their faith in God, while others had claimed they had special magical items that they had gathered over the years from ancient tombs. Whatever the case was—they didn’t fear any shifters. But Jacko didn’t seem like the most pious man she had ever met. No, he was confident in his ability for a different reason.
    When they finally arrived at the entrance to the forest, she was exhausted from the silence. Seth was brooding like a moody teenager and she was tired of playing this game. She wanted him, she wanted him bad. But he could never know that. Still, she had to say something to bring his mood back around. She’d read studies that said you were seventy-two percent more likely to catch a man’s interest if you asked about him. Generally a man’s favorite subject was himself.
    “So, have you ever been out here before?” she asked, trying to find some sort of jumping-on point.
    “Once,” Seth said, pulling their packs out of the truck. “It was a long time ago, though, when I met with Aster.”
    “The old mayor?”
    “That’s the one.”
    He’s in a shitty mood, she thought. “What did you two have to talk about?”
    “I just wanted advice,” Seth said.
    “So you know where he lives?”
    “I caught him in town,” Seth said. “I followed him back here.”
    “So, the other wolves do come back to town from time to time?”
    “Not that I know of. He was trying to get something from his old home. He told me it was the last time he’d ever lay eyes on Bucklin.”
    “That’s kind of depressing,” Maribel said, following him towards a small hill that led up into the tree line. She could see a path just on the other side that wound through the trees. At least they wouldn’t be on an overgrown trail.
    “How so?” Seth asked.
    “He just gave up his home,” she said. “Just like that. I mean, you’re attached to it, right?”
    “I guess.”
    “It is a special place. One of a kind, actually. There aren’t many places like this out there in the world. Sure, wolves have their pack land, but how many can really claim to have an entire city to themselves?”
    Seth looked back in the direction of Bucklin with a sort of reverence in his eyes. He smiled and then looked down at her, his hardened face softening. She could tell at that moment that the tension and anger he had felt before was beginning to escape his body, bringing back the same smiling cutie she had spent so much time with over the last week. “I guess you’re right. It is one of a kind, but unfortunately it’s going the way of the dinosaur too. We’re opening it up to humans now, remember?”
    “Yeah,” she said. She had forgotten that little detail. “Still, Seth, you have something to