Saige’s [POV]

Wolves.

All the hounds are shifters and I didn’t know. Is there even any point in running now that I have two more wolves who have my scent?

“Saige?”

The hand on my arm feels like it’s happening to someone else, even if I register the warm touch enough that I know it’s not.

“Let’s get you out of here.”

The arm attached to a familiar voice guides me forward, and I just… go.

I know who it is.

Aden.

Something wet drips onto my cheek. I should care what it ...