Well, s**t. No wonder Tessa was out here, seeking vengeance. She thought her mate was dead. If the bond had snapped into place before he died, then Tessa would barely be walking.
I sure as hell didn’t want to use the word lucky in this situation, but she was here now.
A shout caught my attention, and I whipped my head around. “What was that?”
“That’s Dante. s**t,” Tessa whispered. “Shift.”
A crashing noise grew closer. It sounded like trees were being uprooted and thrown across the woods. I swallowed hard. “It takes too long. If I get caught mid-shift…”
I’d be dead.
Behind me, already a wolf, Tessa growled. I moved closer to the fire and watched as trees started to part.
Suddenly, a wolf flew through the air and landed in the fire. “Nash,” I swore. Grabbing his paws, I hauled him ou
