CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The wolves come from all around, and they all come to me. There must be a hundred of them and they're growling and snarling. They're hungry for the kill and they're all coming to get me.

I try to speak, but I'm in too much pain.

"What are we going to do?" I ask.

The wolves stop, and I realize they're standing in a circle around me.

"Well," I say. "It's not like I'm in any condition to defend myself."

The wolves stare at me, confused.

"There's no honor in that sort of killing. No fun, either," I continue.

I don't know what I'm saying. I don't know where this bravery is coming from. I definitely don't know if it's going to work, but I have to try something, and with my body too weak to fight, strategy is all I've got.

"So, here's what I propose," I say. "Take me to your alpha. Make sure he really wants you to kill me like this-- when I'm wounded and can't defend myself. I wouldn't want you to make a misstep and anger him."

The wolves look at each other. They're obviousl