Waiting for the right moment. I swallowed hard while the matebond tightened as Ezra processed the same thought.
“They’re not here to test patrols anymore.” He said quietly.
“No.” Declan agreed.
“They’re staging.”
The scout shifted again and leaned forward slightly.
“Alpha.” He whispered and Ezra looked at him.
“What?”
“There’s someone else.”
The scout pointed deeper into the shadows.
At first I could not see who he meant, but then a tall figure stepped forward from the darkness between the trees.
Even from this distance the posture was unmistakable because it was relaxed and confident, and he carried himself like the forest belonged to him. Christopher.
My pulse jumped as Ezra saw him too, and the matebond flared briefly with recognition before Ezra forced the reaction back down
