Ethan moved toward the flare before Grayson could stop him, every rational instinct warning that this was exactly the trap it appeared to be, and every other instinct in his body refusing to care.
"Ethan." Grayson caught his arm, grip firm despite Ethan's obvious desire to shake him off. "Think for one moment. They lit that flare deliberately. They want you running in blind and furious, exactly the way you're about to do."
"Then what do you suggest?" Ethan snapped, fury bleeding into every word. "Wait here calmly while they do whatever they want with her?"
"I suggest we go in with a plan, instead of a death wish," Grayson said. "You're no use to Lily if you charge in alone and get yourself killed before you even reach her."
Ethan forced himself to breathe, forced the wolf clawing at th
