“You’ve got massive pack problems, but they’re going to take a while to fix. But if we deal with the pack first, we could have piles of dead bodies on our hands before we get it solved. So, in my mind, the bigger problem is this fey creature. It’s the more immediate threat. We’ve got to figure out what exactly is killing off Weres, and how we can track it and keep it from killing again. Because as I see it, I might be next on its list.” Having seen the creature, I was pretty terrified. The thought of going up against it alone and ending up like John or Thomas made me literally shake with fear. I shoved my hands into the pockets of my down vest to hide the shakes.

Around four in the morning I’d realized that losing me would massively destabilize Donovan. If I were trying to take down an Alpha, his mate would be my first target. We had to find a way to fix this or I was going to be diced up Were soon.

Donovan grunted. “I’m worried about the same. I also think it’s too convenient that the pack is in this kind of a state and John and Thomas were specifically picked as targets. One of ours has to be working with the beast. We won’t be able to stop this from happening again until we know what’s really going on.”

That was debatable. “If we kill the creature, then it’s out of the way. Problem solved.”

“It wouldn’t be long before another popped up in its place.”

Maybe. Maybe not. With the fey going into hiding, it might not be that easy to find another fey creature willing to murder on cue. “So what’s our best plan?” I was willing to hear him out, but I still thought going after the fey creature first was the best plan.

“Hmm.” That was all Donovan said, leaving me to my own speculation.

Regardless of what we did first, we were going to need more intel on the fey creature. Specifically, what it was and how to track and kill it. “Don’t you have a regular contact among the fey that you trust? Someone who could tell us what the creature is and why it’s killing Weres?”

“I do. We’ve a method that’s worked for a long while. I hike to the nearest circle and leave a message. By the time I get home, Qusay is there waiting.”

“So, we’re hiking?” Once we contacted the fey and figured out what this thing was, we could take it down. Then we wouldn’t have to worry about someone—probably me—getting turned into minced meat.

I could get behind this plan.