Chapter 37

Dawn arrived at ten, bringing the paperwork. I tucked it into one of Dad’s desk drawers.

Conor and Brigette started my self defense training in the back yard, naked, shortly after she arrived, and Dawn said she’d like to learn, and stripped off and began the training with us. Mom and Dad watched from the porch, grimacing at some of the stuff they saw, unused to the violence we demonstrated. We did more knife work, and Mom went into the house when she saw me stabbing the wolves. Dad often looked away, especially when the blade went into one of the two bitches. They didn’t shift, too open on the lake in broad daylight, so it was all hand to hand. We worked for two and a half hours, stopping when Mom called us in for lunch. Dawn didn’t have any difficulty keeping up with the rest of us. She was a wolf after all.

Mom examined the wolves bodies before we sat down, and noted that almost everything was healed, the first wounds already impossible to detect. My body was battered