For one thing, you had to climb trees. I was a city girl. Trees weren't really my thing. Unfortunately, I was in the middle of the woods in the mountains of North Carolina, and after sneaking off with Cooper to have a little Adam and Eve fun, he decided that I needed to work on my wilderness skills. He went one way and I went the other. Whoever could successfully sneak up on the other had to do the dishes after dinner. Agent Luke Miller wasn't known for neatness in his cooking; I was very motivated. Taking a deeper breath, I watched the thin ribbon of trail below me and noted the sharp tang of earth and musk that marked werewolves with regular access to hundreds of acres of wild forest. In particular, the scent Cooper and I'd picked up not long after Cooper, Miller and I had left Lake Lure and the coven of practitioners who lived there. I pulled in a second breath of fresh air and caught the hint of blood on the breeze...Cooper's blood. Whoever was following us had apparently decided to step up their game.
