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"There's not a lot more I can add." Jason said with a shrug, "We went out to punish one traitor, and ended up having two more of our number turn on us instead."

"But you killed him though didn't you." Winter frowned, "The father I mean...Danti."

"Oh you bet." Jason nodded, "And Daniel was holding the boy...we thought he would do the job. He could be a nasty piece of work when he wanted to be, ol' Daniel. But then Evon shouted something at him in French, and next thing we knew they had disappeared into the woods with the boy."

Winter shook his head incredulously. "I don't get it. How did they manage to get away from your entire pack with a boy who'd just gone through his first shift."

"Because all the rest of us were busy taking down Danti." Jasons scoffed, "You never saw him so you couldn't know...but that guy was a brute. Biggest wolf you've ever seen. It was because Danti deserted us that we failed to take the pack house the first time we attacked it eighteen years ago."

"I see..." Winter mused, "...and all of a sudden Evon and Daniel are back."

"They were right there in town." Jason chuckled, "Celebrating their anniversary of all things!"

"Interesting. I wonder why Gavin's stayed with them all this time."

"There's a lot of unknowns." Jason agreed.

"Even so, it's good." Winter smiled. "It means we have twice the opportunity to reintroduce Danti's strength into the pack. So now tell me more about this Calvin guy..."

There was a thump outside near the door to the vehicle. Both wolves looked in that direction and noticed that the door wasn't quite closed properly. Winter scowled, anger welling up in his chest. He knew full well that the guys outside weren't intimidated by him...he wasn't a paragon of fighting prowess, nor was he a particularly daunting sight. But sometimes he wished he could get something more than a begrudging obedience from them. It was nothing short of a miracle that his promises of a grand future had given them a reason to follow him for [i]this[/i[] long.

Perhaps it's was time to give them a little something more. Slowly he got up and walked towards the door...

"You know," he called out, "if you wanted to hear a bedtime story you need only have asked. Otherwise it just looks a lot like eavesdropping on a private conversation..."