Rebecca

Alpha Xander announced it was time for us to start so we did. Blake winked at me before jogging backward into the forest, his eyes never leaving mine until the trees swallowed him.

“Good luck, blind wolf,” Clara sneered as she passed me. “Try not to run into too many trees while you’re chasing my cousin.”

I ignored her, focusing instead on memorizing Blake’s scent. Pine needles, citrus, and something distinctly male. If Raven and I were going to succeed, ...