CHAPTER TWO Hunter
MY brOTHERS AND I race through the woods. Our wolves are yipping and biting at the other's ankles as trees and branches fly by us. This freedom is a feeling I’ve missed. Will’s sizeable brown wolf presses in on my other side while Jackson’s on my left. We all finally emerge from the dense woods to the beautiful setup for today’s festivities.
My wolf and I are united again. His thoughts and mine flow together. Our bond has healed since our Mate is where she belongs—by our side. We howl once more as we take our human form. It’s as if I can sense her eyes on us. I look up to our window and give her a point and wink.