Chapter Twenty-Three. Precious Time.
“COME ON!” Liane cried out, desperate for her transportation gift to return to her. But every attempt was futile.
The sound of snow hurtling down the fourth largest mountain on earth rumbled with such intensity, Hamish could feel it vibrating his ear drums. The noise so deafening, even werewolf ears could not distinguish any other sound than the falling snow.
Hamish shifted, hoping that the others would see him and follow suit. They would never be able to outrun the avalanche, but they would buy them selves some precious time on four legs rather than two. Kylo pushed forwards, the jet-black wolf standing out against the pure white snow. The wolf ran to Liane, nudging her to get on his back, so the transporter wolf did not utilise any energy by shi
