Chapter 3“Where did you say this cave is again?” Nate panted as he struggled up a particularly steep rock outcropping on the way up a seemingly endless side of a mountain. Despite holding his hands out to the side for balance, he still had to touch the ground more than once to keep from toppling backwards.
“Another thirty feet or so.” Donner climbed with speed and grace, leaving Nate to labor much farther down.
“Damn it. Moose are flatland dwellers, not mountain goats.”
“So that’s what you are. I knew it was hoof stock, just not which variety.” Donner’s voice carried from far up above.
Well, s**t. Nate hadn’t realized he’d complained out loud. Though, the fact Donner heard him wasn’t a total surprise. Shifters, as a rule, possessed excellent hearing—a side effect of their animal geneti
