Lyle's POV
"What is it?"
"I have the scent, but it's subtle. It leads this way."
We walk towards a thick clump of trees. I can smell the dried blood on the trees. Stupid wolves left us a trail. But if we are to find them in this dense area, Thaddeus and I will have to go up onto the branches.
"Thank you for all you've done, but we can take it from here, Linda."
"Yes, Lord Lyle." She bows, but her small, blue eyes never leave mine.
I watch her swing her hips as she leaves us to our work. Her flirty gesture sends an electrifying wake up call to my lower head, not even caring that she is the mother of my pet. Oh, I have got to get back soon. I need a release. I push my way through the trees, not waiting for Thaddeus to follow. There are trampled leaves and blood spots all
