Chapter 7

Finally, I saw a large cluster of buildings, with one large one, perhaps a central hall, with a lot of wolves and naked people around it; big wolves, and beautiful people. There were several smaller buildings that might have been sleeping quarters, in a big circle, and a few large dog kennels with young wolves in them, the results of breeding as wolves, perhaps? There were several cars, trucks, and SUV’s parked in the central courtyard.

Rene came out of the large building with another woman on his arm. She looked to be American Indian, darker complected, glossy black hair. She looked like an Indian princess, perhaps a Disney Pocahontas in another age. Both of them were naked, gloriously, fabulously, naked.

As soon as Conor and Brigitte got out of the car, they doffed their clothes. I swear I started drooling. They looked like body builders and models. Not muscle bound, by any means, but like big cats, or dare I say, wolves.

“Welcome, Miss Huppert. I’d like to intro