We stood outside the warehouse, Caleb already heading towards the car. Hunter walked swiftly and determinedly, his wolf senses alert to something escaping mine. I asked Hunter what was happening, but he kept advancing, his nostrils sniffing the air intensely.
“What's going on?” I insisted, hurrying to keep up.
Hunter abruptly stopped, his eyes narrowing as he processed information received by his senses. He turned to me, his face serious and intense.
“The boys. Their scent is here, Fierce. They've been around... They are here,” Hunter said, urgency palpable in his voice.
“Here? They're here now?” I asked, bewildered.
Hunter didn't respond immediately. He started walking, following the scent trails of our children. Caleb approached, questioning where Hunter was going. I just followed w
