JENNY
My paws thundered on the ground as I ran towards the west border – as I prayed Mark would hang on.
It had been just short of ten minutes since I’d felt a surge of terror and white-hot pain through the bond: dread had knotted my stomach, and I knew something had happened to him, that he was in danger – that his very life was in danger.
Jenny, wait!, Reiner screamed. I could feel his wolf behind me, but I was distancing him.
An Alpha.
I knew – I knew I should’ve slowed down and stayed with him and the other warriors. It was dangerous, I was not a fighter and whatever had hurt my mate might still be lurking around, but … I couldn’t.
He was out there, hurt, probably dying – I had to reach him, I had to help him.
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry … I screamed down the bond. Ple
