Grayson
The electromagnetic interference was stronger here, making Grayson’s head pound with each attempted connection to the mate bond. They’d been searching the forest for over two hours, following Victoria’s readings through increasingly difficult terrain, but the facility entrance remained elusive.
“Another false reading,” Kane reported, lowering his detection equipment with frustration. “Just natural rock formations.”
“The interference is definitely coming from this area,” Victoria called from her position fifty yards to the east. “But it’s scattered, like there are multiple sources or the shielding is designed to create false signatures.”
Grayson pressed his hand to his chest, trying to feel for any trace of Ravyn through the mate bond. The connection was there—faint, stretched t
