don’t begin taking meals in your hut,” he said with a knowing grin.
“No, I do not wish to alienate the pack by our absence,” he said. “They need to feel included, if we are to make it through the upcoming changes unscathed.”
And so that evening was yet again spent among the others. Night and Chastity excused themselves after the meal, and the others watched them go. Some of them seemed much less pleased than they had the day before, but the couple were too intent on returning to their house to notice.
They talked to Julian for a couple of hours, and then spent the rest of the evening enjoying one another in every way possible. By the time they were drifting off to sleep, they’d both decided that Boris must have upped the dose, but they were too sated even to care.
*
The next morning when Night and Chastity emerged from their little cocoon of bliss, they were met with almost open hostility. They cast each other a confused glance as they continued on into the gathering of wolves, some of whom turned their backs on them completely.
“What is going on around here?” Night wanted to know.
“I’m afraid it’s my fault, my Lord,” said Boris with an embarrassed frown as he bowed his head to him. “I had a bit too much drink last night, and let slip the nature of your new union with Chastity.”
“How much did you tell them?” Night asked with disgust.
“The whole story, it appears,” he answered. “They are upset that you don’t think made wolves are just as valuable as wolf-borns, and they think the idea of genetically enhanced super-wolves is very offensive.”
“Really?” Night scoffed. “What do they think they are, if not genetically enhanced humans?”
“I have no idea,” Boris said with a shrug. “Since Em appears to be the ringleader, perhaps you should be directing your questions to her.”
“Yes, I think I’ll do that,” said Night with an annoyed frown. “Where is she now?”
“Busy holding court with her new followers out in the forest somewhere,” he explained. “I believe they are thinking of leaving here completely.”
“Good, we don’t need them if they only want to cause trouble,” Night said.
“No, Night, not good,” said Rick from his other side as he came to speak with him. “If you let them go, these disgruntled wolves may very well betray us to the humans. Including our location and intentions.”
“Damn, that’s the last thing we need right now,” Night grumbled. “But what can we do? I don’t really want to imprison them.”
“But what else can we do?” asked Rick worriedly. “If they were to reveal our plans, the humans would be sure to come in here and shut us down. Especially if they were to mention the two of you.”
Chastity’s face had gone red. “Why do they have to make such a big deal out of it, anyway?” she complained. “It’s not as if we’re trying to displace them personally, we just want a better future for our children. I wish they could understand that.”
“For all that they are wolves now, Chastity, you must remember that these people were born human,” Night pointed out. “They think the way that a human would think. The humans have always shied away from the study of genetics rather than embracing it. They’re never going to see it the same way that we do—as a means to improve ourselves. I just wish I knew a way we could convince these trouble makers that it’s perfectly natural to desire something like this.”
“Either way, we simply must prevent them from attempting to leave,” Rick insisted then. “We cannot take the chance that they would lead humans straight back here and ruin everything.”
“I agree,” Night said with a heavy sigh. “I suppose that we had better go and get them back. If they actually are on the move, they may be quite a ways from here by now.”
“Perhaps we would do best to have the faithful remaining men spread out to find them, such as they are,” suggested Boris