I listened to his words with a growing sense of rage and fury. I almost snapped. I wanted to rip Hector’s face off. I couldn’t believe the garbage spewing from hismouth.
“Get. Out.” All my fur stood on end, like tiny sharp knives. My fangs thirsted forblood.
Hector flinched but didn’t move. “I can’t. Not without theomega.”
Fangs bared, I threw myself at Hector. With my massive weight and powerful muscles I knocked him over easily. I pinned him to the ground and snarled in his face. “Get out now, and never come back! Before I kill you right here andnow!”
Hector’s bloody eyes glared up at me withhatred.
But suddenly something was tugging on my back. Charlie’s voice snapped me back tonormal.
“Flint, wait!” he cried, pulling me back. “Don’t killhim.”
“Why?” Igrowled.
“Because he’s not the source of all this,” Charlie said almost sadly. “Even if you kill him, Gunner will still be out for me. This won’tstop.”
As I glared down at Hector, I knew Charlie was right. But right now all I wanted to do was beat Hector up so badly he could never returnhere.
Grudgingly, I stepped to the side and let Hector up. He looked pathetic enough as it was; he was thin and weak, and his face had been scarred by Charlie’s earlier attack. The brown wolf crawled to his feet and shot me a nastyglare.
“There’s one more thing you should know,” Hector growled, then snapped his eyes to Charlie. “It’s about yourfirstborn.”
“Casey?” Charlie said, thinking about his daughter. Right now she was safe with Jericho, but I wanted her by my side, to protecther.
“She truly does belong to Scarlet Ridge pack, and needs to be returned at once,” Hector said. “Because Gunner is herfather.”
