>>-----------♥----------- **Ryker’s POV**
Adrenaline courses through our veins, and the four of us are ready for a f*****g fight. Our eyes pace the tree line, watching to see who emerges. The snapping of a stick on the far right side draws all of our attention, but we don’t move. Our heads snap, trying to find the source, and the same scent we smelt a little bit ago fills the surrounding air. Ghost and I let out a loud warning growl that pierces the air like a bullet, leaving the barrel of a gun. We adjust our position slightly. Demon and Jackson hold where the four of us stand, and Asher follows two steps behind me. As we approach the sound, it stops, and we hear snarling, and a large red wolf li
