Grayson
*Faster.*
Grayson’s massive wolf form crashed through the forest like a force of nature, his powerful legs eating up ground with desperate efficiency. Through the mate bond, he could feel Ravyn’s terror spiking, could sense her fighting back with everything she had.
But underneath her fierce determination was something that made his blood run cold—the growing haze of drugs entering her system.
*Hold on,* he projected through their connection, pouring every ounce of love and strength he possessed into that simple plea. *I’m almost there.*
The ancient trees blurred past him as he ran, their massive trunks becoming obstacles to dodge rather than landmarks to follow. His wolf’s senses were sharper than they’d ever been, driven by desperation to superhuman clarity. He could smell R
