CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
The mountain air chills my skin as I nestle Love into a shallow cave, hidden by a tangle of brushwood and spring's early foliage. She whimpers softly, her leg caught earlier in a trap, pain flickering across her delicate features. "Stay here," I whisper, brushing my fingers through her hair. "I'll be right back." Her nod is small and trusting, and it tightens something fierce inside me.
With every nerve pulled taut, I step away from the safety of the nook, allowing the primal instincts of my wolf to surge forward. My bones realign with familiar discomfort, muscles stretching and contorting until my human shape dissolves into the sleek form of an Omega wolf. My hazel eyes sharpen, the world snapping into a clearer focus, scents and sounds magnifying. The forest becomes
