Hunting in the Dark
My wolf tore through the streets, my claws digging into the pavement, muscles burning as I pushed forward, faster, harder.
No scent.
No plate number.
Just a f*****g car and my mate trapped inside it.
A snarl ripped through me, my rage fueling every step, my mind fixated on one goal.
Find her.
Rip apart whoever touched her.
My search was blinding.
Every parked vehicle—
I lunged, sniffed, checked.
Every moving car—
I followed, ready to flip it over with my teeth.
Then, through the pack link, Hunter’s voice slammed into my skull, desperate, commanding.
‘Alpha, STOP! You’re in human territory!’
Before I could react, a massive light brown wolf crashed into me from the side.
Hunter.
We slammed into the glass window of a business, the impact shattering it on c
