Chapter 133

• "Immensely," James said dryly, dropping the werewolf's tail causing him to thump back down to the ground. When Whiney tried to get up to his feet, James stomped the bolt embedded in the werewolf's right shoulder, driving it in, to send him back down to the ground in a howling fit. "Down, boy; we're not done yet." James circled back around to the boulder to sit down. He leaned over to look Whiney in the eyes. "Now that we have the initial Q and A out of the way, now we can get to the real question; where's that Bitch that you call the Den Mother hiding at?" He'd been after them for some time ever since they'd all escaped last winter.
• Whiney's eyes went wide again. "I-I can't tell you that. She'd kill me."
• Rolling his eyes, James dropped the club into his backpack, leveled his rifle, and fired a bolt into Whiney's right leg. Whiney howled in pain as the bolt went clean through to pin his leg to the ground. "What the fuck do you think I'm going to do to you? Focus on me." He'd been looking for that queen bitch for a very long time and he felt that he was getting close.