Twenty-one

The scent of a new rogue filled the air and Lily raced, knowing she needed to find shelter soon or else she'd be done for, especially since anyone who had come across her wolf would know it was her.

Soon she got a whiff of a Gamma's scent. They were approaching from her left and they were not alone. She picked up her pace, most of her injuries were healed now, just the gash Alpha Jax had given her.

Her healing factor could not work on that. It could only heal naturally and then leave the scar that marked a wolf as rogue.

The pain shot through her entire frame with each leap she took. The wolves were drawing closer now, she could feel their hunger.

Then she caught a whiff of another scent. This was unique, different. A scent she had never caught whiff of in all her years as a hunter. It was powerful and deadly. It filled her with fear and foreboding.

She took one more leap, and landed in a silver trap. She couldn't move. Each movement, especially to escape, only caused the silver to con