Noah & Hannah
Noah’s POV
Noah and Drake raced through the forest, their wolf forms allowing them to cover the ground quickly and silently. Noah’s silver coat gleamed in the moonlight, while Drake’s darker fur blended with the shadows. The scent of pine and damp earth filled their sensitive noses, mixed with a faint trace of Hannah’s familiar scent.
Just a little further, Noah thought to himself as he leaped over fallen trees and rocks. I’m coming, Hannah…
As they ran, Noah watched Drake’s lithe wolf form and found himself struggling with conflicting emotions. Part of him wanted to hate Drake for his closeness to Hannah, for the way she seemed to care about him so much lately.
But at the same time, he couldn’t deny that without Drake, they might not be so close to finding
