Chapter 81

“Turn on your tracker.”

“What?”

“Angelo, turn on your tracker right now and ask questions later.”

Luke had never spoken to his clan leader as he did now, but the beeping on his screen told him that it had worked. Coincidentally, he was nearer to the location than he expected, already venturing out when he became aware of two things: that Maya was gone and that Angelo had abruptly left for an urgent matter. It took nearly harassing a clan member to get some information out, and he knew he was going to pay for that later. But it didn’t matter now. Getting to Angelo—and, he suspected, Maya—was what mattered now more than anything in the world.

Fog slowed down his movements, rendering paranoia as every sound was sharpened. The absence of the dancing fog had worry rising, but all of that was wiped when his muscles ticked. He burst into half of his bear form, whirling to stop the attack launching his way. His claws stopped mid-air.

“Jan?”

Janella Hastings-Bennett was dressed in all black, b