Blaze POV
Lucifer and I raced ahead, Jaxon and his mate Alex right behind us. We could smell Jordan’s scent. It was so close we could almost taste it. I inhaled deeply, breathing it in, my paws thudding hard against the ground as I passed by trees and leaped over fallen branches. I saw Jordan’s white wolf ahead and skidded to a stop, breathing in a sigh of relief, even as fury flooded through me as I saw another wolf behind her. It had to be that bastard Alpha Romero. I nuzzled Jordan and then leaped towards Romero, whose wolf had darted forward, tackling him, Lucifer unleashing his rage on the other wolf, as I let him take complete control. Otherwise, it would have been a fight between Lucifer and me, and I suspected Lucifer would have won in the end anyway, judging by the fury that was
