A/N: This story has been pleading to be written for a while now. I have no idea where this might lead and I am dependant on you readers and reviewers to help keep me on track. I've said it in my previous stories, if you see me slip in a person's character, notify me. This story's fate rests in the hands of the reviewers. I think this is going to be the final story in the Truth be Told series. This takes place a few months after the events of Inner Demons.

Disclaimer: I don't own COTT.

Summary: A new girl with an unusual interest in wolves transfers to Olympus High. While investigating the girl's background an unlikely member of the team begins to take an interest in her. However, the girl's background is dicovered and the team finds out that her bite can be much worse than her bark.

"Why are we out here again?" Herry asked.

"Because Jay's sick with the flu and everyone else has homework," Archie replied.

"I meant what our reason was for being out here," Herry said dully.

"Some strange sighting," Archie answered.

He looked around the woods. For the past three weeks, people had reported seeing a strange animal in the woods. Hera had said it could be another creature set loose by Cronus. However, Jay had come down with a bad case of the stomach flu and Theresa had taken it up on herself to tend to his every need.

"Way to suck up to him, Theresa," Archie thought.

Other than the sick Leader, Atlanta, Neil and Odie had homework that had been neglected due to a Cronus attack. So, the only ones with nothing better to do than to trek through the freezing cold December snow were Archie and Herry.

"I hate snow almost as much as I hate water," Archie muttered.

"At least we don't have to fight off ice monsters," Herry pointed out.

"I guess."

Archie rubbed his gloved hands together. He wasn't concerned about getting a cold (one of the benefits of having Achilles as an ancestor), he was more concerned about frostbite or hypothermia. The temperatures could certainly drop when they wanted to.

"Okay, there's nothing here. Let's go back to the truck and warm up."

Archie made his way back to where they had left the truck. As the boys turned their backs, two silvery eyes appeared in the shadow of the trees. Herry turned the truck on and turned the heat up on full blast. Archie shivered violently.

"I'll never like the cold."

"I don't blame you," Herry replied.

A silence fell over the two friends, the only thing that could be heard was the roar of the wind outside and the rushing air from the heaters.

"So, how are things going between you and Jay?" Herry asked. "Are you patching things up?"

Archie didn't answer right away. It had only been a few months ago that spelled the end of Erebus' control over both the Warrior and Leader. It was almost too painful to think about. A month's worth of suspicions and dodging bullets, or (more correctly), swords. Archie had almost been stabbed, drowned, electrocuted, and had his immunity stolen. It was only in the Underworld where Jay achieved his goal in getting rid of the Warrior when Archie had given up Erebus' immortality to save Theresa before they both fell into the River Styx. Few people could say that they were a dead man walking.

"He has a while to go, yet," Archie replied quietly.

He had forgiven Jay, yes. Nothing changed the fact that they were friends. But, how could you trust someone who tried to kill you? Or, who had killed you? Herry shifted the truck into "drive" and was about to head back to the Brownstone when he saw a flash of silver. He shifted the truck into "park".

"What's wrong?" Archie asked.

"I thought I saw something," Herry answered.

Archie lend over to look out of the driver's side window. His eyes widened. It was like the moon had somehow fallen to earth and had taken the form of an animal, a wolf to be exact. The pure silver creature just sat there, its tail folded around itself. But, what had Archie entranced the most wasn't the color of its fur, but its eyes. They weren't like normal wolf eyes. Where the colored part should have been was what looked like a shimmering full moon.

"What's it looking at?" Herry asked.

"Just slowly drive away," Archie told the Brawn.

Herry shifted his truck back into "drive" and slowly pulled away. When they were out of the woods, the boys relaxed.

"I think we just found the weird thing that people have been sighting," Herry commented.

"Yeah. A moon wolf," Archie added.

"Should we tell Jay?" Herry asked.

"It's just a wolf, Herry. If Cronus had let it loose it would be chasing after us by now," Archie pointed out.

"True," Herry agreed.

"And as long as it's not another werewolf I'm fine," Archie put in.

Herry couldn't help but smile.

"It's not funny, Herry," Archie protested.

"I'm not laughing," Herry pointed out.

"You were laughing on the inside," Archie muttered, crossing his arms.

This time Herry burst out laughing. Archie sank lower in his seat and pouted. This trip was taking too long.

The truck pulled into the Brownstone garage. Herry and Archie climbed out of the truck. Herry locked the doors and followed his friend into the dorm. Atlanta's frustrated yell was the first thing to greet them home.

"I hate Biology!"

Archie tried to stifle a laugh, but failed horribly. He ducked when Atlanta threw the remote at his head.

"Shut up!" the distressed Huntress demanded.

Archie headed to his room. When he reached the second floor, he could hear an agonized moan coming from Jay's room.

"Jay, please, you have to eat something."

"If I do I'll just be in the washroom three minutes later bringing it back up."

Archie cautiously tapped on the door.

"Come in."

Archie slowly opened the door and peeked in.

"Hey, Arch," Theresa greeted.

"How's Jay?" Archie asked.

"He's almost as stubborn as you," Theresa replied.

Jay groaned in annoyance. He looked at Archie.

"Did you find anything?" he asked.

Archie shook his head. "It was just a dog that people had been seeing," he answered. Jay didn't need to know the whole truth, did he?

"No talking about Cronus or how to catch the dog. Jay, you need rest," Theresa instructed.

Archie took that as his cue to leave. He walked out of the room, closed the door softly behind him and headed for his own room. The full moon shone its spotlight through the bedroom window. Archie shook his head. Something was not right with that wolf. But, it was too late to think about it. Archie pulled off his day clothes and pulled on his pajamas. He climbed into bed and snuggled into the sheets. The last thing he heard was the howl of a wolf.

What do you think? Worth continuing?