book #1.5 of Wolfen










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“Oh, give me a break. I know you care.”  

I drop an armful of balled-up socks into the backpack and round on David. “You know, do you? You know what I care about? That I can’t get a new weapon from the smithy anymore without Mother’s approval. That my mare has been given to one of Sarge’s trainees. That every time I go outside the wall lately, the sentries question me about where I’m going and when I’ll come back. And I sure as fuck care about all the pretty silver rings and pendants Sarge had Jason smelt into a collar, and the fifty feet of steel chains they have coiled up in a storage shed out by the lake.”

I can tell by his frown he’s not connecting the dots.

“You have this fanciful notion of humans as the victims in this whole thing. You like to see the good in people, well, let me be the first to tell you, there ain’t much of that left. Was never much there to begin with. Of all the species in the world, none has ever been as vicious and destructive as humanity. Until they made Grays.”

“What a sad way to look at the world.”

“Want to know something even sadder? I’m the reason you’re even standing there, looking down your nose at me with pity. I’m the one who found you out on the road and brought you here, and nursed you through the heatstroke. Me. A Wolfen. Sarge wanted to leave you there to rot. Paolo took one look at you and decided you weren’t worth the trouble, and Mother only let you live to make sure you weren’t followed here.”

He doesn’t have any witty remarks to counter that.

“Still think I should keep sticking my neck out for these people?”

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In a sick world ruled by man-made monsters, Helena is the unofficial queen bitch of her own little slice of paradise. Her mother may be the Matron but Helena’s the one who keeps the monsters at a distance so her humans can sleep in peace when the sun goes down.

It used to be a great gig, but now she’s old enough to go off on her own, and no one in their right mind will let a first generation Wolfen female just walk out the door. Their survival literally depends on Helena being Helena and, as much as they hate her for it, they’ll try to keep her in Hopetown by any means necessary. “Try” being the operative word. There’s a whole world out there beyond Hopetown’s walls and she fully intends to see it. No matter the cost.


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