Their lack of scent inspired confidence in me to push past the perimeter. My thoughts clung to Kiara and what I might do when I found her. Right now, I wasn’t well prepared. I guess I hadn’t considered my game plan beyond finding her and convincing her to come with me to the manor, but what if I had to bring her by force? I strongly considered laying a trap.
My plan only gained in complexity when I felt a pang in my stomach. I was hungry, but it didn’t feel wholly like my own hunger. There was an emptiness within me, an inability to be satiated, and while I suffered these feelings on my own, I knew from the dissociating resonance of them that they belonged to somebody else too. Like me, Kiara was hungry. The interesting thing was that despite being a wolf, she couldn’t kill. Her unicorn
