Rhiannon’s POVI blinked through the shroud of darkness curtaining my vision. Every part of me was cold, and I tried to curl in on myself to warm up. Painful shivers wracked through me. Where had Tiger’s fur gone? I could feel hard snow compacted down beneath me, and human limbs trembling instead of my wolf’s powerful legs.Then I realised why I was so cold.I was naked.I sat up sharply and pressed a palm to my forehead. Or I tried to, at least – warm arms enveloped me, holding me tightly to a familiar chest. “Are you all right?” Caleb murmured, his voice raspy with concern. He tucked his cloak around my shoulders; I snuggled into its heat, too confused and brain-fogged to do anything more.“What happened?” I asked eventually.He kissed my forehead; I heard two low growls from the others. Caleb’s back stiffened. “Tiger was walking along, and then she wobbled, and then you fell. You shifted out after you hit the ground.”I squeezed my eyes shut before opening them again. “I think I b

Caleb’s POVI paced around our shitty little camp, doing loop after loop around the fire and feeling two sets of eyes on me the whole time. I was pointedly ignoring Stephen, but I met Foxy’s gaze whenever I went past him, curled up in a mound of Rhiannon’s clothes in one of the tents.All I wanted to do was mindlink Rhiannon – but how pathetic was that? The girl was a powerhouse in her own right; she could handle anything Amelia threw at her.Knight whined. ‘But she’s not well. She passed out not long ago. And Maeve is strong, man. Really strong.’‘Rhi is right,’ I said on a sigh. ‘Ames wouldn’t hurt her. She never agreed with what I did to Marcella, even though Marcella had poisoned half the pack. She wouldn’t touch Rhiannon over something none of us can control.’I hoped, anyway. I knew them both well, and that meant I knew they both had fierce tempers. One comment taken the wrong way could end up in fireworks.“What are you pacing for?” huffed Stephen. “She’ll be fine. Although I d

Caleb’s POVPanic gripped me. Its cold, unforgiving claws dragged down my spine as I stood up and started towards her tent. My eyes roved over the area frantically, searching for any sign of her.Ever since she’d been hurt, I hadn’t been able to think clearly when it came to Rhiannon. Now I’d seen her collapse, too, it was like my nervous system had been replaced by a live wire – one always a fraction of a second away from shocking me. It was too easy to picture her hurt when I'd seen it in reality so many times.My knees locked as I bent down in front of the tent she’d shared with Stephen. I scanned the snow for tracks, but fresh had fallen in the night, covering any sign of her. My heart thudded so fast it was almost painful.Knight let out a low whine. ‘I can’t smell her,’ he said.The cold claws dragging down my spine grabbed me tight. I yanked their tent open.Two sets of wolven eyes looked up at me angrily. ‘So that’s why I couldn’t smell her,’ Knight huffed, disgust prominent

Rhiannon’s POVRocks tumbled down all around us. They came too quickly for us to dart away, even in our wolf forms; they surrounded us quickly, locking us in the dark, alone together.They groaned ominously in the winter wind. The grinding and shifting of stone on stone set my teeth on edge. Tiger's paws slipped on the snow; she locked her muscles to stop herself from wobbling into the precariously balanced rocks surrounding us.“Caleb!” Amelia roared.“Rhiannon!” cried Stephen.I mindlinked Stephen. ‘We’re trapped in the rocks. Are you guys okay?’‘We’re fine,’ he replied. ‘We’ll try to get you out. What happened?’‘I’m not sure. Was it a landslide? I didn’t see what could’ve caused it…’ I trailed off. ‘It doesn’t matter,’ I went on, before he could answer. ‘We’ll try to find a way out from in here, and you look for a way to get us out.’‘We’re already on it.’‘And, Stephen?’‘Yeah?’‘Be careful.’Slants of white light fell through the gaps in the stone. That was the only light we ha

Rhiannon’s POVBefore either of us could make any sense of it, Stephen and Amelia were hauling us out of the landslide. It all felt like such a heady rush that I could barely process the warm press of clothes being forced over my head and the heat of Stephen’s body as he held me up.I tried to talk, but my teeth were chattering too hard and I bit my tongue. I winced.“Hey, hey,” soothed Stephen, adding a coat over the two jumpers he’d already shoved onto me. “We need to get you warmed up.”I wasn’t about to let him dress and mollycoddle me, no matter how cold I was. I gently peeled myself out of his arms and dressed in the rest of the clothes spilling from my bag. “Thanks for getting us out,” I said eventually, twisting around to see what Caleb and Amelia were doing.They were stood a bit too close together for my liking, their foreheads touching, Amelia’s hands on Caleb’s shoulders. I ground my jaw at the sight of them. “Well, we weren’t going to leave you under there,” said Stephe