Chapter Fourty-Five

Channon’s POV

Jonas and Ebony keep pace with me at the front of our party while Blake and Bleiz are hot on our heels. Canagan has fallen behind us, his age shows with his lack of stamina. Easily the biggest wolf by at least twice the size of those around me means I have to duck and leap over fallen trees far more often than my companions. ‘He can’t be far ahead now. His scent is getting stronger.’ Ebony’s voice thunders in my head. The anger we share pushes us further on into the forest. Around us the environment starts to change, the big towering red woods give way to smaller trees. Their thick bushy branches reach all the way to the floor. They whip against my thick fur coat and each time a small sting agitates me. We have been running for at least an hour now and I know we are gaining on him from the freshness of his tracks and his awful odour. Nothing smells worse than the piss tainted stench of fear.

‘He is mine.’ I warn them all wordlessly. I see his figure up ah