Kaelen’s POV — .....
The forest was silent. Too silent. The kind of silence that crushed your chest and filled your veins with dread.
My wolf snarled restlessly beneath my skin, pacing, clawing, raging. Mate. Find her. She’s out there.
I’d been hunting for days — nights, too. Sleep meant nothing now. Food was tasteless. The moon offered no light worth following. Every path we took, every trace we found, led to nothing but ashes and fading scents.
Damien trailed behind me, his breath heavy, his eyes grim. “Kaelenl, you’ve been at this since dawn. You need to stop for a moment.”
I turned on him, eyes flashing gold. “Stop? While she’s out there? While rogues drag her gods-know-where?” My voice broke mid-sentence, sharp and raw. “I can feel her, Damien. She’s hurting.”
He looked at me th
