Twelve

12

Catherine's POV

Aria was running in a flash and bumping into trees here and there without a care as if none of it hurts. She was head bent on getting to him, we felt him and his pain. He was hurt and in pain, we could feel this because our souls were bonded. Growls leaving her mouth like a hungry beast, I could feel myself growing weaker within her. The pain she was feeling was correct, just like I assumed, Hector was in pain and we could feel it vividly. Both Aria and I, feeling the pain of a fated mate weren't news because I remember mom did the Same. The same thing happened to her when dad was attacked on his way back from a meeting with another pack.

I wasn't surprised when the pain cut through me a while ago because I could guess the thoughts of my wolf but not all the time did it come out correct. Aria and I were one just like every wolf was with their human but much different in many ways.

A growl left her mouth as she halted in her race just at the very edge of the cliff wi