Chapter 175
Dante sat in the big armchair in his sitting room, a mass of conflicting emotions seething inside him. The book from Regan's leather satchel lay on his lap, a thin volume bound in leather. From its condition he knew it was years old. Maybe even centuries. The binding was frayed in places, the paper and printing from another time. Maybe another world.
He ran a hand lightly over the title printed in gold letters.
The Legend of the Wolf.
He still recalled in vivid detail his first meeting with Craig Stafford and his explanation of what Night Seekers would be. What he had not expected was the information that several members of the team were shifters.
Werewolves, if you will, although Craig was very specific that was a term created for useful identification. It came from two words in the Old German that meant "man" and "wolf."