~Rafe’s Point of View~
*Rafe? Rafe!! I forbid you to leave!! This is treasonous behavior!! I’ll call the team back,* my father barks, over mind-link.
Our caravan is already on the outskirts of the pack. All the males with us are far more loyal to me than my father so if he barks at them I doubt they’ll listen. I hope not.
*Don’t do this to your pack Rafe! There will be no forgiving it, get back here to your fiance,* my mom shouts, just as the connection breaks due to the distance.
I sigh in relief and then realize I’m resting my head on Hannah’s shoulder. If she minds, she doesn’t say so. We stay like that for a long time as everyone in the caravan mind-links a strategy. We decide to go about three-quarters of the way between where the boys were last sighted and the pack. By the time w
