Blood Moon (Moons of the Wolf Series Book 1) by Samantha Clarke Page A

them to seeing as one of them will be taking over the pack one day.”  Colin responded.
    “Alright…”  Jean replied as she eyed Kyle and Maia, “Go on then.  He won’t wait all day.”
    Silently the group ascended the stairs, going up to the head’s office.  The door was already open and Malcolm sat patiently at his desk.  He silently waved them into the room and Riley hung back, closing the door behind everyone.
    “Good morning, Malcolm,” Colin started, holding out his hand.
    “This meeting is not about you, Colin, so sit.  I want to speak to the rogues.”  Malcolm practically snapped.  Colin sat instantaneously, as did Bridgette, Riley and Alex.  They could all sense that Malcolm was not in the most agreeable mood, and that did not bode well for Kyle and Maia.
    Kyle stepped forward and took a deep breath, instinctually puffing himself up, “Sir, I mean no disrespect, but we are not rogue wolves.  Your view of us is distorted, biased even.”
    Malcolm snarled, “I will be the judge of that young man.  Now.  Explain yourself.”
    Kyle half turned to glance at Alex who smiled softly.  He took a deep breath and turned back to Malcolm, “Well, sir, you see my sister Maia and I are from a very small pack.  We had a vampire problem back home; a particularly large brood had settled in our town and our alpha tried to run them out.  At first, it worked just fine.  However, after a few months they returned.  They killed our alphas, betas and our parents upon their return.  We tried to run them out but once they had whittled our pack down to basically nothing, they just up and left.  We’ve been tracking them down ever since, following a path of random and mysterious homicides across the country.  We’ve reason to believe they’ve settled in Goldenborough with your local brood.”
    “That brood hasn’t stirred any trouble since I was just a boy, youngling.  It’s hardly likely that they are still dwelling within this vicinity.  I wager they moved on to a more accessible feeding ground,” Malcom countered, clearly unimpressed.
    Kyle turned to Maia, who stepped forward and pulled a newspaper article from her purse.  She placed it on the Head’s desk and stepped back.  The Head put his glasses on and picked up the paper, scrutinizing it with narrowed eyes.
    “What’s this?”  He huffed.
    “Kathrine Hendrix went missing twenty-five years ago according to that article sir, am I correct?”  Maia’s voice was soft as she spoke, but it had no infliction, her question came from her mouth sounding more like a statement that she had the upmost confidence in.
    Malcolm was silent for a moment, then he sighed, still unamused, “Yes.  The Goldenborough brood turned her shortly before they vanished.  If I remember correctly she became the brood master’s mate.  Why are you showing me a twenty-five-year-old newspaper article?”  Malcolm demanded, his patience growing outwardly thin.
    Maia pulled another article from her purse and handed it to Malcolm.  He pushed his glasses further up on his nose and held the paper up.
    The bodies of Katherine Hendrix and Louis VanBuren were discovered on October 16th, in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Goldenborough.  Hendrix, who has been missing for twenty-five years would have been fifty-three years old upon the discovery of her body.  More mysterious that the discovery of Hendrix’s body is the discovery of VanBuren’s.  VanBuren went missing from Westbrook eighty-four years ago and would have been one-hundred and fourteen years old.  Both bodies were identified by dental records.
    Malcom put the paper down before he could finish reading the article and he took his glasses off setting them aside.  He slowly ran his hand down his face, letting out a long sigh.  Colin took the newspaper clipping off of his desk cautiously, and turned progressively paler as he read the contents.
    “So, you’re telling me that the brood from