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Miller’s POV

I looked around, trying hard not to panic all the while dread filled me. My stomach was in knots and my heart pumping away like it was about to break through my chest.

Where could she be?

She had gone with Esmeralda to talk and now I could not find either of them.

I couldn’t see her and not could I pick up her scent.

Nothing.

It was as if she had never existed.

“Isla?” I yelled before jumping into the air as my body shifted into my wolf. She had to be out there somewhere.

I needed to find her and protect her.

After about an hour of running through the forest, I stopped to catch a breath and some water from a small stream. It was beautiful out here.

Suddenly out of nowhere, I felt a sharp pain ripple through my back leg causing me to whimper and slow down. I was shocked to see that two other wolves surrounded me, not as big as my own but baring their teeth and snarling like a pair of hungry hyenas. They must have hidden their scents as I sho