~ CASPIAN ~
'Someone is dead near the riverbank!'
My heart stops.
Dead?
“What the f**k?” Callan hisses. Just a sharp glance of emergency between us is all we need to swing into action.
We shoot up from our seats in the office and rush towards the exit.
On our way out of the packhouse, the blood in my veins feels like it’s freezing and boiling at the same time.
‘Everyone stay inside your homes!’ I command through the general link, ‘Lock your doors! Do not go near the river!’
Callan is already shifting halfway into his chocolate-brown wolf form, sharp claws out, green eyes glowing in the night darkness dispelled by the moonlight.
I don’t shift. My wolf is still numb even after all these years, and I figure it’s smarter if one of us stays in human form, just in case anything calls fo
