#Chapter 147: In the Wee Small Hours

The stage is set. I've got to hand it to Bob, he's built a well-oiled network of evil and orchestrated his plan perfectly. Kadeem will be taken in front of the Council elders. He'll be blamed for everything from Susan's death to the vampire attack. Bob will get to play the hero and declare himself the rightful Alpha. Kadeem will be killed. It's everything Bob hoped for. His henchmen arrive in the darkness to haul off me, Jack, and Riley. Jack is coming to, Riley's still holding on, and I'm less noodle-like, but I fake incapacity, forcing one of them to lift me from the ground and half-carry me, supporting my weight. My last glimpse of Kadeem is as weighty as you would imagine. There's no fear in his eyes, though. I'm starting to feel hints of my inner wolf again and the emotional link between us. What I pick up from him is exactly what he's projecting outwards: calm. It sets me off. Where's the anger?! The steely determination?! The whirling thoughts as he plans a way out of thin