Thirty miles away, ten dark shadows paused. The one in front stepped forward onto the rise and stared down along the narrow, two-lane road. She could feel the other creature, the one she hunted. It was a faint pull, but she could feel him calling to her.
Turning, she snarled at one of the other devil dogs. It was her beta. It would support her to the death.
Storm.
Its thoughts washed through her mind like a fuzzy picture, but she knew what it was saying. Her gaze turned back to the massive storm that was churning in the distance. It was slowly moving away, but it was still too dangerous for them to approach. Without cover, her pack would be defenseless.
Search, she ordered.
Her Beta turned and growled to several of the black shapes lying behind her before taking off at a run. She watc
