It’s no longer just my wolf; I have never wanted to protect someone the way I want to protect Elara.
I stand up and force myself to step away from her sleeping form.
Quickly, I disappear into the forest.
Seth is waiting exactly where I told him to be, hidden behind a cluster of ancient oaks about half a mile from our camp. His red hair is disheveled, and there’s dried blood on his shirt that isn’t his own.
“You look like hell,” I observe.
“Charming as always.”
He pulls a small, glass vial from his pack and tosses it to me.
“The healer said this should finish what the first tonic started.”
I pocket the bottle without examining it.
“Did you do what I asked?”
“Yes. Your alpha friend won’t be sending any more hunting parties.”
Seth’s expression darkens.
“We arranged the bodies of t
