~Caleb~
We all walked into my office, including Zoe who now considers herself part of the crew. The wolf inside me was already screaming. I found myself pacing the length of my office, each step a war between duty and desire. In less than four hours, the Blood Moon would rise—the most sacred night in wolf tradition. This particular one was a Blood Moon Hunt, and it's my turn to lead as tradition demands. Yet my mind kept fixating on a helicopter cutting through cloud cover, carrying Elara toward danger.
"This is insane," Lyra said, leaning against my desk with her arms crossed. "You can't miss the Hunt. Not tonight."
I ignored her, checking my phone for the thousandth time. Signal lost on Elara. Last confirmed location was the helicopter, heading northwest to the San Juans, exactly as h
