from behind me. “I know all I need to know about Daddy—him and his friends.”
I stood and spun to face him. “What do you mean by that?”
He turned to one of the men at the door and nodded toward me. The man approached me and pushed me onto the bed and grabbed another set of chains.
“Don’t you touch my Mommy!” Deacon yelled as he jumped on the man’s head and began beating him.
“Oww! Oww! Get him off me!” the man yelled as Deacon continued to hit and kick him.
“For Pete’s sake!” Jason Franco said as he grabbed a hold of Deacon and threw him beside me on the bed. He then grabbed my ankle and secured the chain around it. Deacon and I were now both prisoners of this maniac, and I still had no idea what he wanted.
“Did you like the dead wolf I placed in the woods?” he asked in a condescending tone. “I had to have a reason for a park ranger to show up, now didn’t I?”
“What do you want with us anyway?” I asked in as calm a voice as I could. I needed to settle Deacon down before any signs of his wolfiness came out. Sure he couldn’t shift until he turned eighteen, but if he was angry enough small signs could show, like his eyes sometimes turned yellow, or his hair would stand up which was a little creepy to be honest. This was rare, but it had happened.
“I’m a little disappointed in you, Charity. You seemed so bright when you came to see me in prison. Actually, it was that visit that gave me the idea, so thank you for that.”
I was confused by his rambling and getting more than a little frustrated on top of that. “I don’t understand what you mean.”
He paced around the room, and he was a hand talker as he waved his hands around as he spoke. “You see, Charity, I was due to be released, having served my ten years in prison, and when you came to visit me that day with your husband, well I saw a side of him that intrigued me completely. I know all about what your husband and his pack are.”
My eyes grew wide and my mouth dropped open.
He smiled a disturbing smile that sent chills down my spine and back up again. “Oh yes. I know about the secret you’ve been hiding. Your husband is a furry beast and an alpha on top of that. Almost fifteen years ago I was escaping through the forest after a home robbery when I ran into a snarling furry beast with yellow glowing eyes. He gave me this scar,” he said pointing at the hideous scar on the left side of his face. “I escaped with my life that night, and no one believed me when I tried to tell them about the beast—about the werewolf. I know what I saw, but I’ve never been able to prove it—until now.
I gasped. “What do you mean, until now?”
His hand moved around the room, and that’s when my eyes spotted them…in every corner of the cabin were mounted cameras. “When your precious husband and his little pack come for you, we’ll have a surprise for them. We have traps set all around this place with stakes in them. It might hurt them, but they will heal.”
“You’re gonna try to capture them?! Are you completely insane?! Do you know what they can do to you?! Do you want to die?! Because this will only lead to death...for you and your men! You have to stop this before it’s too late!”
“Stop? Are you kidding? This is my chance to finally prove that what I saw fifteen years ago is real—that I’m not crazy after all! And once I expose your precious werewolves I’m gonna be famous!”
“Expose them to the world?!”
“Of
I stood and spun to face him. “What do you mean by that?”
He turned to one of the men at the door and nodded toward me. The man approached me and pushed me onto the bed and grabbed another set of chains.
“Don’t you touch my Mommy!” Deacon yelled as he jumped on the man’s head and began beating him.
“Oww! Oww! Get him off me!” the man yelled as Deacon continued to hit and kick him.
“For Pete’s sake!” Jason Franco said as he grabbed a hold of Deacon and threw him beside me on the bed. He then grabbed my ankle and secured the chain around it. Deacon and I were now both prisoners of this maniac, and I still had no idea what he wanted.
“Did you like the dead wolf I placed in the woods?” he asked in a condescending tone. “I had to have a reason for a park ranger to show up, now didn’t I?”
“What do you want with us anyway?” I asked in as calm a voice as I could. I needed to settle Deacon down before any signs of his wolfiness came out. Sure he couldn’t shift until he turned eighteen, but if he was angry enough small signs could show, like his eyes sometimes turned yellow, or his hair would stand up which was a little creepy to be honest. This was rare, but it had happened.
“I’m a little disappointed in you, Charity. You seemed so bright when you came to see me in prison. Actually, it was that visit that gave me the idea, so thank you for that.”
I was confused by his rambling and getting more than a little frustrated on top of that. “I don’t understand what you mean.”
He paced around the room, and he was a hand talker as he waved his hands around as he spoke. “You see, Charity, I was due to be released, having served my ten years in prison, and when you came to visit me that day with your husband, well I saw a side of him that intrigued me completely. I know all about what your husband and his pack are.”
My eyes grew wide and my mouth dropped open.
He smiled a disturbing smile that sent chills down my spine and back up again. “Oh yes. I know about the secret you’ve been hiding. Your husband is a furry beast and an alpha on top of that. Almost fifteen years ago I was escaping through the forest after a home robbery when I ran into a snarling furry beast with yellow glowing eyes. He gave me this scar,” he said pointing at the hideous scar on the left side of his face. “I escaped with my life that night, and no one believed me when I tried to tell them about the beast—about the werewolf. I know what I saw, but I’ve never been able to prove it—until now.
I gasped. “What do you mean, until now?”
His hand moved around the room, and that’s when my eyes spotted them…in every corner of the cabin were mounted cameras. “When your precious husband and his little pack come for you, we’ll have a surprise for them. We have traps set all around this place with stakes in them. It might hurt them, but they will heal.”
“You’re gonna try to capture them?! Are you completely insane?! Do you know what they can do to you?! Do you want to die?! Because this will only lead to death...for you and your men! You have to stop this before it’s too late!”
“Stop? Are you kidding? This is my chance to finally prove that what I saw fifteen years ago is real—that I’m not crazy after all! And once I expose your precious werewolves I’m gonna be famous!”
“Expose them to the world?!”
“Of
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