Wolves Page #6

Most of us paired up with the locals,

thinning the breed.

Like this one here.

Too beautiful to resist.

- I'm not part of the pack, you see.

I just like men with chest hair.

- There's two ways

to become a wolf, Cayden.

You can be born into it,

like you, me, Angel and her sister.

Or you can be infected with it,

bitten by a purebred.

But those...

those will never have

the power of a pure-born wolf.

They'll change, but it's weaker, diluted.

Now, Connory Slaughter...

He is one of the last

of the purebred wolves for miles.

All this really started

when Lucinda caught his eye.

She was a town wolf.

One of the last of the pure lines.

In his eyes, she was made for him.

He came in the night and took her by force.

Lucinda got pregnant...

with you.

- What?

No...

John, what you're saying is that...

that that a**hole up in the hills is...

is my father?

- By blood he is, yeah.

When her father found out

she was pregnant,

he threatened to kill her.

So we faked Lucinda's death.

I hid her away in our cellar

till she came to term.

We agreed that Connor must never find out

about you, Cayden.

So I convinced Lucinda

to give you up for adoption.

- Broken-hearted, she let you go.

- And she killed herself that September.

Once Lucinda was gone,

Connor got worse.

He formed a savage pack.

He bit them, changed them...

They moved up into those hills there,

to run and hunt and kill.

Spending less and less time

in human form.

It gets into you, you see, the wild.

So, the deal was they'd live up there

and none of us town wolves

would interfere with them.

And we would both keep the secret

from the outside.

But now...

now Connor's getting older

and he's thinking about his legacy.

- Meaning what, exactly?

- Now that she's come of age...

Connor intends to have a son...

with one of the last

purebred wolves in town.

- No!

- Yeah. That's the deal.

- When?

- When he decides it's time.

- You're just gonna go along with it?

- I have to.

If I back out, if I try to leave...

he'll murder John, Clara,

my sister, everyone.

- Jesus!

- Cayden, stop.

He doesn't care about the law.

He doesn't care if he dies.

He'll butcher anyone

that stands in his way.

- Is it what you want?

- What I want?

I want to move to a city.

Live my life.

But this is the only way

I can protect the people that I love.

If I give him a son, he'll let me go.

Then, I'll be free.

- A son.

Like me.

And then this whole thing

goes on and on.

- Yeah, well, it's been going on forever.

You shouldn't have come back here.

You're too good for this place.

- Don't say that.

- Why not?

- Because...

I... I killed my parents.

I don't remember it.

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