Chase’s wolf let out a low growl, as if to warn me not to come closer, making me reach out through our mind link to him. “Chase, what the hell is going on? Where have you been all week?”
Chase and I have had our differences over the years, and in all those years, even as bad as the fights have gotten, never once did he refuse to talk to me, always putting his two-sense in. But right now, he remained silent, making me wonder what the hell was going on with him, and why he was keeping his distance between himself and our family.
Refusing to back off like his wolf was warning me too, I continued to move towards the group of trees that he was hiding within their shadows, not willing to leave until he talked to me. Another low growl radiated from within the trees, even lower than the first o
