***Zander***
The smell of blood was getting stronger as I ran towards the scent of fresh citrus which belonged to Yara. Fear crept in as my thoughts feared for the worse, she had harmed someone? Or was, she the one that is hurt.
I had passed a few dead rogues which I assumed she would have killed. Although, they weren’t my Main focus so I just continued on. Yara is a newly turned werewolf, therefore, she would lose control and attack anyone that crossed her path. I needed to find her, and quickly.
It took longer then I liked but eventually I came across more dead rogues with the very strong scent of my mates. She was here, I know it, and by the looks of it, she was injured, they had managed to hurt her. I quickly shifted back into my human form. Fear became my main emotion at this ver
