Most of us crashed hard after our full night, but not me. I stayed in the kitchen to pace and to run my fingers over the poison jar on the table. We still didn't know if it worked on wolves, but we knew it was powerful. Now we just needed a wolf to experiment on, and I was sure some worth killing were coming, and soon.

"I suppose you're happy," Grady said from behind me.

I turned. "I am. Aren't you?"

"You weren't serious about not killing Lager," he ...