“Do you think this life is something I chose? Some moron in Romania didn’t quite rip my throat out. If he had, I’d be dead and the eighty-some other people I’ve killed would be alive. He left me alive because he couldn’t finish the job. And because of him, every full moon I become the beast.”
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Month: January 2021
Sanctuary
“The police are on your tail, Ms Lang. You need to disappear and I’m offering you sanctuary. Broken Bow Ranch sits on half a million acres of wilderness in the Flathead Range of Montana. The full moon is coming and you can hunt without fear.”
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Fear
“I’ve heard wolves howl deep in Canadian Rockies and I’ve heard them howl in the dismal alleys of Hoboken. I know which I fear more.”
On the Hunt
“Do consider Colorado, my dear. You’d be surprised how many werewolves live there. On a full moon, you can hunt deer and elk in the mountains.”
He poured another drink. “Or there are human prey in Denver, if you prefer the old ways.”
