The hot stickiness of the jungle surrounded them. Vorlyk hoped to never return here, but he'd agreed that the fight needed to happen in the sparsely populated region deep within South America. In his heart, he worried for Madayah and what she would do if he did not return.

He felt Nicolas's presence in his mind.

The alpha's voice was quiet but powerful. "You worry for those left behind."

Vorlyk knew he needed to snap out of his bad mood. "Yes, as do you. If we ...