The Silverwolf
“Our reason for being here is to warn you. We have been hunting a lykaon for the last several days, and we lost the trail in the mountains not too far from here.”
Alpha Greyson looked surprised for a moment, and Logan tensed behind me, but I did not recognize the word.
“If I may?” The quiet question slipped out before I could stop myself, and I caught the glare from Alpha Greyson. He was not happy that I had spoken.
“Go ahead, Silver.” Logan prompted, wrapping an arm around my waist in a comforting manner.
“What's your question, little miss?” Alex rumbled gently.
I fought a nervous fidget and swallowed down the lump in my throat. “What is a lykaon?” I asked and gave a small shake of my head.