CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“There’s no use running,” Sebastian calls out in a menacing tone.

The sound of the other wolves closing in on Lance echoes through the forest. That horrible feeling of danger stretches across the ground and reaches me.

I know what Lance wants me to do. He doesn’t want me to just hide in the cave. He wants me to run away so I can get away, and it is possibly the safest option.

I can’t shift into a wolf yet, so I can’t run as fast as Lance can’t. Once he meets me here, he’ll have to slow down to keep pace with me. I’ll hold him back if I don’t get a head start now.

Something keeps me here though. It’s the pull I have for him. It’s hard to be far away from him. It’s nearly impossible to leave him behind. There’s something more to it though too.

To get away, he’ll either have to kill or severely injure all the wolves that have come after us, or he’ll have to cloak his scent so he can get away.

Leading them into the cave would just spell disaster. It’d be much more difficult for him t