Chance’s POV
I was beginning to believe that we were being taken on a wild goose hunt, since it had been days since we began to track Chase, but the further we pushed forward, the more I began to scent something was off about the scent that accompanied Chase’s. At first, the scent seemed unfamiliar, but with each passing day, I became worried, as the scent was beginning to remind me of a particular Alpha Rogue wolf.
Not once did Chase mention Jacob’s name to us, nor did the she wolves, making me question if my nose is off. But Cash seems to think the other scent is shifting too, giving us the drive to push forward, because if it is truly Jacob, then we couldn’t just leave Chase alone to his mercy. Plus, if he by chance was the son of a b***h that touched Raven, using Chase’s face, then
