RED MOON PACK
TAMLIN'S POV
Thirty minutes ago, a rogue had tried to kill her uncle. The alert came as a surprise.
But Helion, as always, remained calm. She watched his frowns as he mind-linked orders. Before she knew it, her leader mind-linked her and she was to join Kallias's team. Lysander and the other tracers already had their teams.
Now here she stood, searching for that scent.
A particular one stood out. But the scents were too many, and her emotions were everywhere -Helion's revelation, her brother's silence. She couldn't focus. Zina, at least, was calm. That helped.
"Is there any way to call another tracer? I can't focus. Or better yet, a tracker would be better," she mind-linked Kallias.
"Trackers are best at prey scents, not rogue tracking. The other tracers have all been
