The Legend of Safehaven by R. A. Comunale Read Free Book Online

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    “See, down at the bottom of the road I spotted Lem Caddler’s truck. He’s a born troublemaker and a drunk to boot. Gets mean when he’s had a few. Now, some pretty good people live up here, three retired folks, a doctor and an electronics guru and his wife who’s big on Red Cross work. Got three adopted children, too.”
    “So, Private Lachlan Douglass, you understand now why Caddler’s truck at the bottom of their driveway spells trouble? Add to that the gunshots report and we’re maybe walking into a real problem!”
    The younger man nodded sheepishly, as they slid to a stop in front of the house. Nancy ran out to meet them.
     
    Galen’s face was flushed with anger. He stood over the man he had flattened, who still lay spread-eagled on the ground.
    “This is protected property, Caddler,” Edison said. “No hunting allowed. It never will be on this mountain!”
    “Remember that the next time you get drunk,” Galen added. “This is a safe haven for animals.”
    Before the man could mutter a response, Nancy appeared in the clearing leading the two state troopers. They promptly stood Caddler upright, searched and handcuffed him, read him his rights, and led him back to the car.
    The three children remained silent, stunned by the suddenness and violence of the event.When the troopers and their prisoner disappeared from sight, Zeus poked his head out of the den and crept toward the three adults, followed by Mercury and Athena. The canines faced the humans. Zeus stepped up to Galen and licked his hand. Mercury followed suit with Edison. Athena, wild by birth, hesitated at first then approached Nancy and rested her head against the woman.
    Then the young dog-wolves ventured out and, seeing their elders with the adults, ran toward the children, who took turns stroking their heads and muzzles.
    “I think that’s enough excitement for one day,” Galen quipped, and Edison and Nancy let out sighs of relief in agreement.
    Freddie was rolling on the ground, rough-housing with one of the pups, when he sat up suddenly and yelled, “Yeah, I guess it’s old man Caddler who’s in the dog house now!”
    The others laughed at the attempted pun, and the wolf-dogs yipped and barked even louder.
     
    “Carmelita, would you hand me the serving tray?”
    Nancy had just taken a fresh batch of brownies from the oven, and the aroma was beginning to circulate through the house. She knew everyone would soon be gravitating to the living room for their share of the treats. Carmelita retrieved the tray from its place leaning on the countertop against the refrigerator.
    “Tia Nancy, do you think the wolves really understand what we did? They seem so tame, so attached to us now.”
    Nancy stacked the brownies on the tray and glanced at Carmelita.
    Is this how my daughter would have been?
    “I don’t know for sure, Carmelita, but the adult animals seem to have bonded with us. Only time will tell if the next generation follows their lead.”
     
    The weather turned mountain-cold again. Gusts of the north wind swept the remaining leaves from their branches, presaging the first snow of the season. Galen’s arthritic right knee, which had been worsening since the summer, drove him to spend more time in the living room in front of the fireplace. Books and diagrams and photos crowded the coffee table, where he went over and over his notes about the wolf pack. The social structure fit no known pattern of prior observations by researchers in the field. Zeus, the alpha, was actually teaching his heir apparent. Mercury and Athena were instructing the younger grey male and red-brown female. It seemed like an ordained succession was being established, but it would take another wolf generation or two to see if the pattern held true.
    Galen looked up as Tonio entered the room and peered over his shoulder at the pages of graphs and notes in his lap.
    “What’s this about, Tio?”
    Galen motioned him to sit, and he explained his conclusions