Esme's POV
"H—How many are they back there??" I asked in between my catch of breaths. Gabe glanced at me.
"Enough to take us both back to the Golden Claw pack if we stopped running..."
My face turned pale from what he said. I turned to look behind me. I see them. It's the Hounds. Alpha Ysmael's hunters are known to have excellent ability in tracking scents. They can find a target from miles away. There's no way I'd be able to escape them.
There's only one way to block my scent from them...
"I'll carry you," Gabe offered without hesitation. "I'll run faster with you on my back, and we'll both smell less noticeable that way!"
I nodded my head and slowed down. I jumped into his arms and we fled out of the border.
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It was not until we had begged off the chasing hou
