The moment the mindlink shattered, Rowan knew.
Not suspected.
Not feared.
Knew.
The sharp snap of silence where Holly’s presence should have been felt like a blade driven straight through his chest.
Rowan skidded to a halt at the tree line, snow spraying beneath his boots as he twisted back toward the pack lands. His pulse roared in his ears—too loud, too fast.
Holly.
Asher surged violently inside him, a snarl ripping through Rowan’s skull so powerful it stole his breath.
TRAP.
“I know,” Rowan growled aloud.
The patrol Dustin had sent him to investigate—false. Too clean. No scent trail leading away from the border, no lingering aggression. Just enough disturbance to pull the Alpha himself out of position.
Korren had planned this.
Rowan spun and ran.
Branches cracked against hi
