Blade ran through the forest, his nose picking up everything scents that passed through his sight. The scents of leaves, trees, plants, flowers and birds that chirped on the trees.

　　He stopped! Perceiving the soft wisp of his mate scent. She must not have ran so far, she was a weak werewolf who needed to be protected by him. At these thoughts, he ran further into the lands.

　　Her scent was leading him to wards the pack border, which separates his pack from the land ...