Alexander's POV

'Alexander, talk to me,' Harper's voice is sharp with concern. 'You look like you've seen a ghost.'

But this is different. This isn't some faint echo or wishful thinking. This is real, fresh, here.

'It's her,' I tell him through the mind-link, my mental voice rough with disbelief. 'She's here. My mate is here.'

I can feel Harper's shock ripple through our bond, but I don't have time to explain. Following the scent trail, I ...