Lawrence’s POV

The smell of the ground and leaves mixed with the lingering aroma of Mira. Like a magnet, it pulled me in, but every step I took made my chest feel heavier. Despite being weaker from the agony we had gone through, my inner wolf continued to growl low and struggle to emerge to the surface. He insisted that I move more quickly and get to Camilla before the peril she was in became unbearable.

I ignored the burning in my side and pushed ahead, my heart beating faster every ...