We sprinted into the forest, the scent of vampires thick in the air. No matter how fast we moved, they kept targeting me—like they knew exactly who I was and why I was coming.
Crossing into a different territory wasn’t the plan, but it was necessary. Once we breached the border, I had no choice but to go directly to the ruling Alpha and formally request permission to remain on their land for at least a week. We needed to catch these leeches. They had been skirting too close to our territory, and if there were more than one, I was more than willing to hand one over—if only to share information between our packs.
But none of that compared to what hit me the second I stepped past the pack’s central clearing.
Michelle.
Her scent.
Faint, but undeniably hers.
The air shifted the moment it
