Page 62 of Wolf Cursed


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“The wolf we were talking about was here.”

“Here? On your property?” James gaped at Finn. “That’s a pretty bold move.”

Liam looked confused. “Listen, if he had followed me, I would’ve noticed. But it doesn’t matter how he got here; we need to deal with it. I’ll go track him down and—”

“Stop,” I shouted. When everybody stared at me, I spoke in a lower voice. “It’s not Liam’s fault. It’s mine. He was tracking me.” I gazed at Finn. “I've met him before.”

“You know him?”

“Yes. But I didn’t know he was a wolf.”

“Spencer,” Liam fixed his serious look on me. “Could you please start at the beginning? Where do you know him from?”

“When I sayknow. . . I met him once, at the gas station, on our way here to Asheville. Mom and I stopped to get some gas and have something to eat. First, I saw him when I was filling the tank. Then, when I was leaving the diner, he came up to me holding my phone. Said I left it on my seat. I thanked him and left. That was it. But then, on my birthday, when we were at the restaurant and you,” I turned my eyes back at Finn, “said that you sensed a wolf, he was there. Right behind the window, staring at me. But I thought it was a coincidence.”

“You should’ve told me.”

“And say what? That some guy is checking me out? It’s not like he has a sticker on his forehead that saysI’m a werewolf. I’m not like you guys.” My eyes darted from one to another. “I can’t sniff them out.”

“Spencer, do you understand what kind of danger this puts you in?” Finn heaved a breath.

“After I saw the way he looked at us at the restaurant’s parking lot when we were getting into the car, I thought maybe I should tell you. I was going to,” I said in a justifying tone, “but there wasn’t a right time at first, and then I forgot all about him.”

“I don’t understand.” Liam looked at Finn. “He could’ve sensed Spencer only if he was like us.”

“That’s the thing, he isn't,” said Finn. “If he was one of us, I would know.”

“Yeah,” said James. “We know every one of our kind.”

“If he had turned a few months, or a year ago,” said Liam, “there could be a chance we’d missed him. How old did he look?”

“About my age.” Finn shrugged. “Give or take. He isn’t new. He’s a fully grown wolf, and I’m sure he’s not like us because we can sense each other, remember?”

“So you’re saying that he came all alone, here, looking for a girl he liked? Why would he take such a risk?”

“He left, didn't he?” said James. “He realized he made a mistake.”

“Yeah, I don’t think so,” Finn said thoughtfully. “He didn’t look like someone who made a mistake. He’ll come back. Let’s just hope not today. You two finish that circle. I need to go for a run to make sure he’s gone.”

“I’ll come with you,” said Liam. “If he’s still around, it’s better if he knows you’re not alone.”

“I’ll help James.” I stepped to Liam, stretched out my hand, and he handed over the spray paint he was still holding.

“Spencer,” Finn said quietly. He took my hand and pulled me aside. “I’m sorry if I was a bit . . .”

“Forget about it.” I squeezed his fingers.

He pulled me to his chest. “Everything will be okay,” he whispered. “I won’t let anything happen to you; you know that.”

“Meis the last thing I’m worried about,” I whispered back. My face was too close to his chest, and I pressed my lips to his shirt. “Just be careful, okay?”

Mom came out of the house.

“You found her.” She stopped, looking at the two of us.

“I did.” Finn let go of me.

“Good. It’s nearly dinner time. I’ll make something to eat.”

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