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Chapter 1Six years later Ashley National Forest, Wyoming Elijah is running at full speed through the trees, careful not to run straight into one. He’d done that before on a hunt. It resulted in a broken nose, splinters in his face, and a good dose of embarrassment. Also, if he knocks himself out, he’ll be werewolf food, even if he isn’t on this hunt alone. He still has to lead the werewolf into the clearing where Chogan is waiting for him, so they can kill this man-eater away from prying eyes. Chogan Sakaate, an Algonquin Native American, is one hell of a hunter, and it was Chogan who called Elijah in on this hunt. They’ve hunted together many times over the years, ever since they met when Elijah was nineteen and Chogan was twenty. Chogan’s not hard to spot, his mammoth six foot seven