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Ransom
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After shifting into my Lycan form, I tore through the forest, my paws barely hitting the ground. The trail was just ahead, and I caught a whiff of Hailey’s scent. She was hurt. Bleeding. I just couldn’t tell how badly. The hot, coppery scent of her blood sent my rage at Jordan to an almost uncontrollable level. The bastard had hurt her and I was going to make sure he never had the chance to do it again. No to anyone.
As I moved closer, I could hear Jordan’s voice. I slowed, making sure to stick to the thickest areas of underbrush and shrubs. The trail wasn’t that far ahead, and I didn’t want to lose the element of surprise. I was pretty certain Jordan saw me following them on the road. I could only hope he believed I’d given up the chase.
I crouched low, s
