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Tyla
We’d picked up Amelie’s scent pretty easily and followed it away from the c*****e. It made no sense why they would leave her scent while masking their own.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” I asked, glancing at Sebastian. “Either they want someone to follow her scent, or they figured she wasn’t part of a pack, and therefore, no one would try to find her.”
I could tell the wheels in his mind were turning. He was older than me and definitely wiser when it came to tracking. “But why would they mask their own scent then? There’s something more going on, and I can’t figure it out. It makes no sense,” he said.
“What do you suggest we do?”
He pointed in the direction Amelie’s scent guided us to. “We keep following.”
Ten minutes later, we spotted a backcountry road off into the d
