Alcide had sniffed out the other wolves sometime just before sunrise, and so when he woke, it was on the floor in an unfamiliar house.

And he was naked. Because he was from the Shreveport area and that was how they rolled. For the moment, he'd just adjust to his surroundings and try to get the pounding in his head to cease. Then, eventually, coffee. Maybe bacon.

Pants were notably lower on his list.