Not a single one. That certainly couldn’t be what the boy had had in mind. Without a doubt, in his imagination dozens of wolves were gathered around, watching him show Jed who was the senior male in this equation. They’d cheer and whoop as Gregory’s wolf quickly overpowered the older male—who certainly suffered from aching joints and stiff muscles. Who was well past the days of his prime. But there wasn’t a soul around, and that made Jed curious. Everyone in the pack knew about the challenge. They’d all decided to be elsewhere at sundown? Every last one of them? Even the boy’s friends weren’t here. It had obviously taken a lot of the wind out of Gregory’s sails. He was pacing around at the edge of the clearing, fists tightly clenched and held up in front of his chest as if he intended to box someone. Each one of his steps was a stomp that raised some dust from the ground, and he was growling softly under his breath.
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