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Paul. She had known him since she had joined the
Werewolf Control Forces and they had been partners for almost seven
years. He was funny and smart, and a good hunter.

    Ever since she had
realised what she held inside, she had been distancing herself from
him. Once they had been good friends. Now they were practically
strangers. She wished it were different, but she couldn’t risk him
discovering that she had a werewolf inside her. She would be out of
a job if he did. The control unit didn’t employ anyone who could
potentially make it onto the list.

    Kat walked through the
building doors and turned in the direction of the cemetery. A
flicker of fear settled in her stomach. What would she do if the
attacker was Amon? Leyton had asked her to make a decision. Would
she kill Amon or save him?

    She wasn’t strong enough
to do either.

    Her hand went to her right
gun.

    The cemetery loomed ahead
of her. Flashing blue and red lights told her that the clean up
team were already at the scene. She nodded to them as she
approached and looked into the back of the ambulance. By the looks
of things, the victim was alive. The paramedics blocked her view of
their patient so she couldn’t see how bad it was. She turned away.
She didn’t need to see. She had witnessed firsthand how vicious a
rogue werewolf could be.

    The ambulance driver
closed the back doors and then the vehicle pulled away. As the
screaming sirens drifted into the distance, she drew slow deep
breaths to prepare herself. The victim would survive this time. No
doubt they would wake up not remembering a thing just as all the
others did. The unit ran the hospitals and the drug they
administered was very effective at erasing recent memories. It was
the only way to stop the knowledge of werewolves
spreading.

    Sometimes she wished she
had never found out about them. Other times she was glad that she
had. She was glad that she had shared a short time with
Amon.

    “ Kat!”

    She turned, her hand
tightening around her gun. Paul jogged over to her, a broad smile
on his face. He was wearing similar black fatigues to her. A pair
of black nine millimetres swung at his waist as he ran. His short
dark curly hair was damp, glistening under the strong moonlight. It
had been a while since she had seen him and now wasn’t exactly the
best time. She wanted to be alone. She needed to make sure that the
werewolf responsible for tonight’s attack wasn’t Amon. If Paul came
with her, he would kill Amon on sight. Her whole body throbbed with
pain at that thought.

    “ Paul,” she
said with a breezy smile, covering her feelings. “What are you
doing here?”

    “ I thought I’d
come see what was going down.” He slowed to a walk and shrugged.
“Things are quiet in the north sector and this is the only werewolf
on the list.”

    There was a hint of
something in his near-black eyes. His smile widened but the tight
scar that ran down the left side of his face and cut across his
lips made it look like a grimace.

    “ How’ve you
been?” he said and reached out to her. His question caught her off
guard but she evaded his hand. She wrapped her arms around
herself.

    “ Good.” Her
throat felt tight. What was she supposed to say? ‘The man that I
still love might have hurt that person and now I’m petrified of
what I might do if I see him’?

    Could she really kill
Amon? The beast inside her snarled at the mere
suggestion.

    “ We’re still
partners, Kat,” Paul said with a hint of a frown now. His eyes
looked darker. His thumb caressed the butt of his left pistol and
toyed with the thin leather strap that held it in the
holster.

    Her heart hammered against
her chest.

    Silver.

    Her guns felt
heavy.

    Her stomach squirmed and
flipped over.

    She needed to get
away.

    “ I know,” she
said, dragging her gaze away from his guns and managing to meet his
eyes. “I just need to be alone tonight. Maybe next time we can hunt
together. You understand, right?”

    Paul’s eyes