Anthony’s POV
I watched as Elara disappeared into the shadows of the forest, my gut twisting with a sense of unease. She’d been on edge ever since we got back from training, her movements sharper, more agitated. Now, she was out here, walking straight into danger without backup. What the hell was she thinking?
I turned to Colin, who had been watching her too. “She’s going into the forest.”
Colin’s brow furrowed. “You think she’s looking for something? The rogue could still be out there.”
“That’s exactly why we’re going after her,” I said, my voice hard. There was no way I was letting her face whatever—or whoever—was out there alone.
We shifted without a second thought, the change smooth and instinctive. Our wolves surged forward into the underbrush, our senses sharpening. The smell o
