* * * Max’s POV * * *
‘Come on buddy, we can do this. We will find her; we will save her and we will cherish her. I need you. I can’t do this alone’, I say gently to Nate.
‘You’re never alone. I’ll always be here for you. But don’t stop me when we find him’, he tells me. I feel him come forwards as he forces the shift.
With his nose to the ground, Nate hunts his mate’s scent. Trying to ignore the smell of sex. He’s confused as there is another scent in the mix, stronger around the smell of sex. He follows his mate’s scent away from the sex and circles a bush once, twice, three times and a fourth slow circle. Raising his long snout into the air, he finds her scent.
He has her. He tears up a tree from the ground, claws at another and then howls to the emerging moon. His howl tells the group he has found the trail. He howls again, hoping that somewhere in the distance his mate will hear him and know he is working to make her safe. His final howl calls his pack into action. He turns whe
