“Alpha, please. We need to reach her first.”
Orin’s entire body trembled. Ryker could feel his wolf fighting the urge to tear Kirk apart. But Julia was still waiting for them. And every second mattered.
"Orin."
His wolf growled.
"Our mate."
"I know. We need to reach her."
Orin turned away from Kirk.
“RUN!”
Kirk immediately obeyed. He had never run so fast in his life. His heart pounded against his ribs as he raced toward the packhouse.
Goddess, please let us reach her in time.
He thought of Julia. He thought of her unborn pup. He thought of Ryker’s warning that morning. And then he thought of the innocent wolves of Silver Fang.
If Willow had harmed Bloodmoon’s Luna, Kirk feared the entire pack would suffer the consequences.
Please, Goddess. Let her be safe.
The packhouse final
