Chapter Seven
The gray wolf formerly known as Will Randall had not been in human form for a very long time but with the recent death of his mate, Laura Alden, and in fact, most of their den, he had come from Canada down into the states. His wolf brain remembered little of what it was like to be a man but still he pushed himself to become one once again. He strove to remember the language and the people, especially ones who knew about his transformation. Dr. Vijay Alezais, yes, that was the East Indian man with the amulet. Will had to find him, to let him know … before he, too, was dead.
The Aldens, Laura's parents, were also long dead. No loss there as her father was a master manipulator of people and getting his way, both financially and power wise. But he lacked a basic moral code and had almost ruined Laura. Thankfully she had embraced the life of the wolf even more than Will and never looked back.
But now Will was frantic, searching out anyone – anyone who wasn't already were-bitten by his former rival, Stuart. How that evil one had lived that night in The Alden's barn 40 years ago, Will would never know. But survive he did and now, with his brain ever more twisted, had now morphed into a werewolf. A feral one, of course, who even now was spreading his hatred of humans one bite at a time. The world had to be warned.
Where was Vijay and his amulet? Will had to be very cautious going into the city once more but it was worth it. A coffee table book left in the Park. Will, who had been a publisher and editor before the bite, saw the picture. There it was. Vijay being knighted by the Queen of England.
