He turned toward the path then froze. The bond flickered. A pulse of pain. A flash of fear. A whisper of Jadon’s voice, distant and broken.

Evan…

His breath caught. His wolf roared inside him. “MOVE!” he barked, sprinting toward the pack grounds. “We don’t have time!”

The warriors followed instantly.

As they ran, branches whipping past, the forest blurring around them, Evan whispered under his breath not a prayer, not a plea.

A promise. “Hold on, Jadon. I’m coming.” And the ...