Her Tortured Beasts (Her Vicious Beasts #4)

60. Savage

Chapter 60

Savage

S omething rumbles through the air—wild, dark, desperate.

My head snaps up from my notebook. “Did you feel that?” I say, squinting up at the sky. A sinister feeling settles in my stomach. It makes my eyes blink hard. If I’d been in my wolf form, my hackles would have been raised. Something bad has happened. Panic strikes my chest and I whip around, looking for my brothers.

“I did,” Scythe says quietly, coming to stand next to me.

“So did I,” Lyle grits out, putting a hand on my shoulder.