Kael
I pushed through the thick brush at the base of the Rogue Mountains, my boots sinking into the damp soil. The familiar scent of pine and wet rock hit me, but it brought no comfort today.
Every step away from the academy felt like another cut. Rhea’s face stayed burned in my mind, those tired eyes as she walked into the trees alone.
“Boss, you look like death warmed over,” Jax, my best friend and third in command, called out from the ridge ahead. He leaned against a boulder, arms crossed, his scarred face twisted in concern. “What happened back there? We heard rumors flying faster than crows.”
I stopped a few feet away and dropped my pack on the ground with a heavy thud. “She left, Jax. Rhea. The girl I tore through three packs to find. She turned into the Moon Wolf right in front
