CHAPTER 21 - HELL HATH NO FURY

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Snow fell silently in the dark clearing at the base of the mountain, a frozen over river providing the only light sounds of moving water under the thin layer of ice a bit away from where Max stood. A lit cigarette held in a black gloved hand with his face covering pulled down just enough to allow easy access. It was a new moon, causing the dim surroundings to cast in only starlight. "Any minute now." The still lit butt was tossed into the snow with a final hiss as the ember was snuffed out by the fresh layer of powder. His gear clung tight to his body, covered in snow he felt the heat slowly be seeped from his body. "Eli's gonna be pissed I won't be as warm tonight. Oh well."

The hiss that escaped his lips was quickly met by the telltale sound of a snowmobile slowly making its way past the snow covered trees and covered shallow hills. "There you are." Appearing from the treeline the large wolf rolled into the clearing before the lights of the snowmobile cut off and Trevor Grey rose to his full six foot eight from the vehicle. His dark fur stood out amongst the pure white of their surroundings with his stark yellow eyes glinting in the low light. "For a moment I thought you wouldn't show. I can at least say that you stick to your guns, or you just hate me enough."

"Shut yer mouth. I don't need any bullshit from a war criminal." The wolf sneered, yellow and white teeth flashing in the low light between them. "Least of all a human one."

An eyebrow raised on Max's face as he questioned the wolf across from him. "You know that never made sense to me, your father is human. So why do you resent them, why do you hate us?"

Narrowing yellow eyes preceded his deepening anger. "Because he's not my father. You're all so weak, I don't know what my mother sees in him." He spat at the mention of his stepfather, the mere fact he was human seemed to upset him more than it should. "Smaller, slower, terrible eyesight and for that fact every single one of your senses are stunted compared to ours! How did you ever become the dominant species??"

Covering his face fully with the waffle stitched baklava and clear goggles Max gave a weak reply. "I don't know, bigger brains I guess. Would explain why you thought kidnapping was a good idea." With a heavy sigh Max looked down to his gear briefly before he pushed the issue he was dreading. "You get one more chance. Let them go and I'll make sure that we'll call off what we have planned. Trust me, you want that."

"I don't have them anymore."

Max froze as he looked back at the man for a moment. A pit formed in his stomach as the words processed in his mind. His tone showed no emotion, no feeling or thought for what he asked in a single word. "Elaborate."

"Bitch mother took over that whole thing. She's probably coddling them more than their real mom, really you should have seen how mad she was with me when she found out that I took those brats. Hell the girl bit me during it but had to knock her in her pla-" A suppressed round rang out amongst their surroundings and whizzed past his ear and cut off his sentence.

"I know damn well you didn't lay a finger on my god-daughter." The nine mil sidearm was held in his tight grip to the point where the polymer frame creaked slightly. "You better choose your next words VERY carefully. Are. They. SAFE?" The last word was pressed through his clenched teeth and tight jaw, his thoughts flaring of any number of ways to break the man before him. To make him suffer before cutting his life off long after it was due.

"They're fine now but you don't really care. You wanted the fight with me! You never tried to confront me about any of this!" He was furious as he accused the man across from him of never trying to resolve the feud man to man.

Max didn't care. He was fuming but the rational part of his mind screamed at him there was someone else that should be dealing with this piece of garbage. Holding his sights on the wolf he held down the coms button on his kit and spoke. "Ware, change of plans. Come to me, just found out something fairly interesting from the mutt on my end."

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