The phone rang. I picked it up. "Kate Daniels" "It's me," Curran said. "Iā" I hung up.
She had wailed loudly enough to wake the dead and make them call the cops.
Oh, it's you," Curran's voice said quietly. "I thought it was an elephant.
I'm welding the bimbo room shut.
People can snap. People have a limit. And some people are just plain nuts.
No matter what happens, you will always be Pack. Because you have that loyalty and restraint. Not human, not whatever, but Kate. Unique and different, but not separate.