Chapter 16
THE RISING SUN NEARLY blinded me when I glanced back to see Luke following in lupine form. I tensed, half expecting him to shoulder bump me off my path in solidarity with his sister.
Instead, he fell in behind, slithering through the wolf hatch one moment after I did. Together, we hightailed it for the cover of trees.
Because, if a lone wolf was showing off Luke’s niece at the front gate, the most likely location for his compatriots was the small dip just west of the gatehouse. It was a known danger point...and, as such, had been worked into several of our pack’s defensive plans.
Of course, most of those defensive plans involved half a dozen or more wolves descending upon our enemies as a unit. Solo....
This time, Luke’s shoulder did bump mine. “We’ve got this,” he promised
