Chapter 19
Blackburn had escaped us, so we were right back where we’d started. Me and Claw alone in the wilderness with only my hypotheses and guesswork to cling onto.
Or, well, that’s all I had to cling to. Claw, on the other hand, raised his chin to the sky and howled so loudly my wolf was moved to join in.
Curls of sound spun around us. My tired body perked up at the melody. Somewhere in the distance came the tendril of a reply.
Pack? My wolf was confused. She hadn’t realized there were more participants than me and Claw in this partnership. Must have been only vaguely conscious in my human body before our first metamorphosis into her fur skin.
Pack, Claw confirmed, the word materializing like a warm cup of tea in our belly. Then, changing our trajectory, he led us toward the sourc
