Chapter 17

We continued on I-90 to Rockford, Illinois, then headed north to Madison, Wisconsin on I-39, 90 & 94. During the drive, I talked to them about the story I was going to give to my parents. Just past Madison, we stopped at a Culver’s where both Conor and Brigitte had triple Butterburgers, and I had a Chef’s salad since I’d be eating meat later.

Brigitte called Rene from the car and told him that we were getting close to our destination.

“I’ve spoken to the Marquette pack, and I have a phone number you’ll need to call tomorrow. An important man in the pack hierarchy named Gerhard, will expect to meet you, with a few other wolves to smell you and have you perform an act of submission.”

“Do you know where he’ll want to meet?”

“I don’t know. They’ll tell you. I would expect it to be within fifty or sixty miles of where you are, but I don’t know. I’m not really that familiar with them since they’re halfway across the country. I’ll text you the number.”

“Ye