“Run.”
Lucian’s command thundered through the mind he shared with his wolf.
“Run faster.”
The great silver wolf pushed harder, his powerful legs tearing across the forest floor. Trees blurred around him. Branches snapped beneath his weight, and fallen leaves scattered behind him as he raced through the darkness. Nothing mattered except the bond pulling him forward. Nothing mattered except Agatha.
“Mate is waiting for us,” Lucian said.
His voice was filled with desperation, fury, and determination.
“Our pup is waiting.”
His wolf growled in agreement.
“They are waiting for us to save them.”
The bond between Lucian and Agatha had been faint for months.
At first, it had been so weak that Lucian feared Gideon had somehow severed it. There were nights when he sat alone in the Alpha off
