My little mate’s pretty brown eyes flicker through my mind, and I claw at the ground as I sit at the edge of the water. She shouldn’t be alone, and we shouldn’t be halfway around the Goddess-forsaken world without her.
The sun sinks closer to the horizon, and an unfamiliar howl sounds somewhere behind me. The great water is nowhere near our land, I realize as I look at it. There’s a good two-hundred miles between Silverclaw Pack lands and the ocean, but I can’t find it in myself to care that I’m on unfamiliar land.
Water sloshes against the sand beneath my paws, wetting them and making them sting. My body still shakes from the run, and soon, I’m sinking to my belly in exhaustion.
Would she be waiting for us?
No. Her message said she was finished with us, that she wanted to end our r
