That was nature"s balance to the role of the dominant wolf. As strong as the instinct of wolves to follow those who were dominant, was the instinct of dominants to protect those weaker than themselves.
"All lone wolves aren"t deviants," protested Connor.
David smiled. "Thank you. But werewolves need packs. It takes something stronger to keep them away. A few are like me, we hate what we are too much to live within a pack. Most of them, though, are outcasts, men the pack wouldn"t accept."
His smile changed, grew bleak. "I have my pack, Connor. It"s just not a pack of werewolves-" He looked at me. "I left the other members of our team with Gerry to keep an eye on the situation there. There are six of us. A small pack, but it works for me. Most wolves who live very long outside of a pack go a little crazy. Mercenaries are a little the same way. A mercenary who only works alone usually does so because no one else will work with him because he"s stupid or crazy-and the stupid ones are mostly dead."
"Not someone I"d want to meet as a werewolf," I said, as my phone rang. "Excuse me a minute," I said, and fished around in my pockets for my cell, which had miraculously escaped damage.
"Happy Thanksgiving, Mercy!"
"Happy Thanksgiving, Mom," I said. "Can I call you back? I"m a little busy right now."
"Your sister has just told us she"s engaged..." said my mother, blithely ignoring me. So I sat and listened to her chatter about my siblings and my stepfather while three mercenaries sat in my living room and watched me.
"Mom," I said, when she showed signs of slowing down. "Mom, I have company over."
"Oh, good!" she said. "I was worried about you all alone on Thanksgiving. Is it Warren and that nice young man of his? I hope he keeps this one. Do you remember the last one? Easy on the eyes, I must say, but he wasn"t someone you could have a conversation with, was he?"
"No, Mom," I said. "These are new friends. But I have to go, or they"re going to feel like I"m ignoring them."
I hung up the phone gently a few minutes later.
"I forgot today was Thanksgiving," David said, but I couldn"t tell if it bothered him or not.
"I"ve been thinking about these drug experiments, sir," said Connor. "Most men who are trying to a.s.sa.s.sinate a ruler intend to set themselves up instead."
"These are werewolves," his grandfather said. "Not humans. Gerry could never be Marrok. Oh, he"s a dominant-but I doubt he"d ever be strong enough to be Alpha of any pack, let alone all the packs. He knows that."
"But does he like it?" asked Connor. "Have you watched him among his wolves? Did you notice that the mercenaries he has who are still human show signs of being dominant? He tells them that he can"t risk losing them right now-but I think he"s being cautious. He doesn"t like it when you give his wolves orders and they obey."
"He can"t change what he is," said David, but not like he was disagreeing.
"No, sir. But he has Adam under his control now, doesn"t he? Between finding the right combination of drugs and Adam"s daughter, he could have Adam under his control all the time."
David tilted his head, then shook it. "It wouldn"t work. Not for long. An Alpha would kill himself fighting before he"d submit for very long. He"d defeat the drugs or die."
I wasn"t so certain. I don"t think anyone knew exactly how the drug c.o.c.ktails would work-not even Gerry, who had been experimenting with new wolves and not powerful ones like Adam.
"It doesn"t matter what we think. Could Gerry believe they would work on Adam?" asked John-Julian.
For some reason, they looked at me, but all I could do was shrug. "I don"t know Gerry. He didn"t spend much time with the pack, and he traveled a lot with his job." I hesitated. "Bran wouldn"t put a stupid person in a position like that."
David nodded. "I never thought Gerry was stupid before this. But that bloodbath has had me rethinking my opinions."
"Look," I said. "I"d love to discuss Gerry, but why don"t you tell me what you are doing here and what you want from me first."
"I still don"t like what Bran"s doing," David rumbled. "Not at all. But I like what Gerry is doing even less."
"Gerry asked us to deliver the boy"s body to your doorstep," explained John-Julian. "He said that you needed a warning to stay out of wolf business. We met him back at the house he was using for headquarters and that was when we found out that he"d kidnapped Adam"s daughter and left three of his wolves to die."
"You don"t leave your men behind," said Connor.
"You don"t attack the innocents," John-Julian told me. It sounded like a creed.
David gave me a half smile. "And, though I think Bran needs to be brought up short, only a fool would think he could get Adam to move a step he doesn"t choose to. I"d leave Gerry to learn his lesson, but our honor is at stake. We don"t hurt the innocents-so we"re getting Adam and his daughter away tonight."
"They have Adam?" It wasn"t really a surprise. What else could have kept the pack away from phones all day? It was even a relief to know because there had been a dozen other, worse things that had occurred to me.
What did come as a surprise was the door opening, though I hadn"t sensed anyone on my front porch. Samuel, back in his human shape, let himself into my house. He was wearing only jeans. Even his feet were bare, and he limped a little as he came to me. "They have Adam," he confirmed.
I might not have heard him or smelled him, but David didn"t look surprised. He"d made a subtle gesture that kept his men where they were-though I could see they were tense and ready to act.