Drake's POV
The snap of a twig makes me tense up and every muscle in my wolf body is tight as I crouch lower with all my senses sharp and trying to smell who is here. The scent is familiar… and I feel annoyed.
It’s Sierra.
I stay hidden behind the trees watching as another wolf walks slowly into the small open area and I see there’s no doubt. It’s Sierra.
My first feeling of anger fades a little turning into tiredness I don’t want to feel. I stay quiet and still.
Then I hear her voice in my head via the mind link that connects us when we converse in wolf form.
“Drake? It’s me. Are you really going to ignore me?” She asks. “It’s a mind link. I hate using mind links.”
I answer while sending the thought through the invisible bond.
“What do you want Sierra?”
“I… I wanted to say sor
