The distance that had taken the monks’ SUV nearly two hours to travel was covered by the obsidian wolf in a matter of minutes.
His paws struck the earth with a force that made the ground shake, each leap carrying him dozens of feet forward.
As he got closer to Frostpine borders, the familiar blend of pine needles and cold mountain air hit his nostrils, Zoran slowed his pace.
The beast within him wanted to tear through the gates and rush to find Naelis but Zoran was able to control it in time.
He halted near some trees, just outside the main gate of the border. The air shimmered with the heat radiating from his massive body. With a low grunt, he shifted back.
The transformation back to human form was a silent, fluid motion of contracting muscle and receding fur and within seconds, Z
