BANE POV “Shit, sorry Cheddar.” He yowls with annoyance I stand unexpectedly, dropping him to the floor. Luke is hot on my heels, following me through the living room, and out the front door. Ms. Samuels is no where to be seen, but her scent leads me to the forest, past the chicken coop. Once I pass the border, I shift, my paws hitting the dirt within seconds. Luke follows my lead, turning into a smaller brown wolf. He observes me with earnest, but he doesn’t say whatever is rumbling through that brain of his. “Have something to say, Morrison?” I ask via the mindlink, trotting through the forest, listening for a sign of Peyton’s mom. She barely got a head start, where the hell could she be? Jesus christ, are the Samuels’ women part cheetah? They disappear so quickly, what other explanation can there be? “Curious why you’re suddenly interested in Peyton’s wellbeing…Alpha.” He asks, his tone disrespectful, poking at my already fragile wolf, who's begging me to end him and be done with
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