Ace burst through the mouth of the weeping cave, his breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. The sprint through the dense northern woods had set the deep claw marks on his chest on fire, but he didn't care. His only focus was the girl lying inside the cavern.
Mira was sitting on a smooth stone ledge, her leather satchel open beside her. She looked up as Ace approached, her expression weary but calm. "She’s stable, Ace. The medicine did its job. Her pulse is steady, and the hybrid scent is locked down tight."
Ace walked over to where Rose laid. In her human form, she looked delicate, her pale skin contrasting with the dark stone. But Ace knew better now. He had felt the crushing, power of her wolf form.Hiding her in this dark cave was a temporary fix, but it wasn't
