Awakening Book 2

low Colton into the darkness. My heart's racing, blood rushing through my head and I can barely keep up with the swift pace of my mate before me. Focused intense

nd link him with a hint

feet before me. Almost swallowed by the foliage so I lose sight for a second and my heart rate elevates. A tinge of panic hitting me hard in the gut as the

but spread apart, and yet it brings me little comfort. Instead, the increase of anx

and that internal feeling of unease grows stronger. Normally his words bring me calm, but not in this moment. He doesn't seem as aware as I am of this feeling, and t

something off!

a leap to catch up. I see him last second and try to midair swerve with a yelp, in case I crash down on him. He's sto

d in the darkness, he looks eerily devilish like this. Standing almost six feet while on all fours, he is the most impressive wolf in the pack and a born alpha who still makes me weak in the knee

eel it. It's almost like they've stopped and the fear they felt before has dissipated. I don't

and to pick off our weak. We've killed many, more than I want to remember and yet they still keep coming at an alarming reg

shot. Not that the frequency can be heard, even by us, but our abilities to be wolves is proof it is working fine. Overwhelming the weapon and keeping us safe. We are

mentally tells the pack to stop and wait. I exhale with relief as the responses are obedient 'Yes, Alpha' and feel the vibrations of our kin come to a halt immediately. Our

a smugness. I don't like it. Call the pack back, we're turning around. The land li

em. The hunt is over, we chased them out and we are not jeopardizing any of them tonight. We've lost many over the last six months and I can't bear to carry the

wolf man has become a hunter, and sometimes I worry the thrill of battle is becoming something he's getting too accustomed too. There's a coldness in him sometimes when we defen

of his paws in a mock bow, humor to lighten the mood, and then via the link I listen t