“Troy?”
At the sound of Bridget’s voice, I turned to see Kiana stumble. With a grunt of pain, she fell. Everyone stopped and watched as she stood. Without a word to anyone, she started limping forward.
Seeing her pain should have brought me joy, but instead, it just made my chest ache. We were close enough to the border.
“Camp,” I said quietly. “Shift and hunt for your dinner, get some damn sleep. Tomorrow, the real work begins.”
We took a few minutes to clear the space. One by one, the others shifted, disappearing into the woods with growls and the crunch of leaves beneath paws. Everyone except Saul, Kiana, and me.
My wolf paced inside me, restless—itching to get out and press close to her, to make sure she was safe. That urge alone was enough to keep me rooted in my skin. I wasn’t g
