A Taste Of Blood

DRAKE

The wind was cold tonight. I liked it. Cold wind reminded me I was still alive. It also reminded me of the things I had to do to put Del Morino in his place. I had heard rumors, rumors of him placing a bounty on me and I had laughed it off. Even the elders of my pack couldn't find me, they had no idea where I was.

I stared into the fire, watching it, my mind faraway, doing its own thing and planning on what to do next.

We were deep in the woods. Far from any pack borders. ...