I race through the forest in my wolf form. Alpha energy churns through me, driving my body to go faster than ever before. Grayson and I soon reach the lookout point between Wulfhelm and Refraction. Although I remain blinded, I can picture the spot easily enough: it’s a tall outcrop of rock that’s flat on one side.
Lying down, I catch my breath. Since I’m in my wolf form, this involves a lot of panting. Grayson slides off y back.
“Crawl up to the peak on your stomach,” I urge. “Check over the top edge. Tell me what you see.”
“Got it.” Rustling sounds follow as Grayson makes her way to the lookout point.
Her scent takes on the edge of salt and copper. It’s the most intense mixture of fear and pain that I can ever recall from my vita. All of which is why I know what Grayson will report to
