Adrienne stood up in front of me, nearly shifting at the thought. My wolf was begging to get out, to rip this thing to pieces.

Alexander didn't move; he just sat there and smiled. "Relax, my friends. I don't mean we kill her for real. We just make it look like she's dead." Adrienne slowly calmed down and sat again, pushing her wolf down and doing her breathing exercises to relax. "I would hope we have established enough trust to continue?"

"How would we do this," I said.

"You notice the resemblance between you and Emily," Alexander said. "With clothes, a change in hairstyle, and makeup, she could pass for...