We stood outside the warehouse, Caleb already heading towards the car. Hunter walked swiftly and determinedly, his wolf senses alert to something escaping mine. I asked Hunter what was happening, but he kept advancing, his nostrils sniffing the air intensely.
The car moved along the dusty road as I gazed out of the window, lost in my own thoughts. The inability to use my wolf form weighed on me, but I was determined to overcome this limitation. “I hope the boys are okay,&rdqu
Caleb spoke up, seeming intrigued by the idea. “Come on, Hunter, we've faced greater challenges before. And if this leads us to the boys, it's worth it.” I, however, maintained a cautious stance. “This doe
HUNTER'S POV On the edge of the cliff in the Rocky Mountains, I gazed at the vastness before me, lost in thoughts about my imminent coronation as Alastair's heir. Despite always portraying a facade of calmness to Fierce, the y
HUNTER'S POV“Son, choosing a Luna is the least of the problems you will face tonight,” declared Alastair, his eyes revealing a seriousness I rarely saw.
HUNTER'S POV In the forest, the night enveloped everything in its dark cloak, but the heightened senses of my gray wolf form made the darkness irrelevant. Guided by the strong scent of the Brown Bear, I advanced through th
HUNTER'S POV The night was silent, only interrupted by the gentle rustling of leaves and the echo of hurried footsteps in the forest. I carried the sleeping Fierce in my arms, her fragile body contrasting with the feroci
HUNTER'S POV The pack respectfully withdrew, leaving me alone with my father. The moonlight spilled over us, casting dancing shadows among the trees. Curious, I questioned the reason for this private moment.
HUNTER'S POV Under the cloak of night, I, Hunter, advanced along the road with Zora by my side. Our lupine forms, the bearskin on my back, hinted at the journey we were undertaking towards the Sawtooth National Forest in Id
HUNTER'S POV In the deep serenity of the Sawtooth National Forest, I stood by Zora's side in our lupine forms. Her red fur gleamed under the light filtered through the treetops, while my gray c