Chapter 35

Rayel's POV

After putting on my clothes, I turned to the wolves with me.

"Who the hell was supposed to be on patrol this morning?" I growled out. They all looked at each other, no one saying a word.

I growled threateningly and they spoke up.

"It was supposed to be Ryan and Dante. But they are nowhere to be found."

I nodded, still thinking about the wolf I had seen. Was it dead? Or simply wounded enough to retreat? The uncertainty gnawed at me.

"Split up!" I barked, urgency lacing my voice. "Thorne, take half the patrol east. Kai, you head west. Boris, stay with me. We'll check the north side."

Despite the chaos swirling within me, years of training kicked in. Locating the source of the threat, understanding its nature, was paramount. My gaze swept over the assembled wolves, their faces etched with concern mirroring my own.

"Be vigilant," I commanded, my voice resonating with a leader's authority. "Check every nook and cranny. We don't know what we're dealing with."

With a flurry of