BETRAYAL'S BOND

r movement as stealthy as possible making only the sound of leaves rustling from their boots the only sound heard around the only sound heard. Aveline's senses were on high alert, her eyes strain

ed her. It was the kind of threat that could be the spark for

arriors, each of them keeping close, moving sil

e news of the council meeting with the rival pack. What had the Alpha said to Elder Thorne in private? What was the real purpose behind the upcom

lt behind her. The scent was so familiar. It lingered in the air like a memory she had been trying to forget. It was the smell of a wolf which is strong, rich, and indisputa

out there seemed both impossible and deeply exhilarating. But if he was alive, why hadn't h

iors spoke cautiously from behin

," she said, keeping her voice steady despite the

routes, toward an area where the pack rarely ventured. As they followed the trail, Aveline's thoughts were mixed with fear and hope at the same time. Could Gabriel have been out

pproached, her senses were alert for any sign of movement. She moved carefully with her heart pounding in her c

w m

m a wolf of incredible strength. Aveline's breath caught in her throat. These marks weren't from the rival pack; they were too fresh, too deliber

rival pack? Had he been in conflict, maybe even in a struggle to protect himself or someone el

resh paw prints on the earth. The prints were large, with the deep, solid weight of an Alpha's stride. She ran her

accident,"

er. "What do you think, Alpha? C

were strong. Stronger than anything we've seen from them." She stood up slowly, h

r into the woods. The scent of Gabriel, faint but recognizable, lingered

discovery to herself. She had not shared her suspicions with anyone. It was dangerous to show weakness, especially with so many things unknown. She w

re. The possibility of Gabriel being alive was both a hope

om her thoughts. "The trail's fading. We're getti

esperately needed. But she knew they were pushing their luck. The rival pack

calm, though her mind wanted otherwise. "We've don

t, and her thoughts filled with the discovery. Gabriel's scent, the claw ma

eta, who was waiting for her. His face was tense, his eyebrow scattered i

need to talk. The Alpha has called for

the rumors, but to hear it confirmed b

something bigger at play here. Both packs are facing a threat that could

is voice low. "Something I haven't told anyone else. We might not b