"IT IS CLOSE. GET HIM, IVAN!" Oscar shouted as he ran through the crevices of the Grand Canyon. He was trying to corner Scott with the help of his mate.
He had shifted back from his wolf the moment he landed because it was the only way he could communicate with his mate. He was regretting not marking Ivan prior to all this. Did they even have a clue about how hard it was to run naked while screaming? He couldn’t be gladder that Ivan heard him immediately. Marked or not, they were still in sync.
They were moving the same way they danced in the facility. Only this time, the grand canyon was their stage, and Ivan was leading them into the den.
Scott was alone. None of his men came with him, which was very odd. Oscar wondered if all of his enemy’s men had been captured or if they had fled a
