Alpha Bran’s POV ‘We are seven hours away from their camp.’Seven hours.Hope surged inside me.If we maintain this pace we would reach the Rogue camp before midnight. And we would be able to save Serafine. Ryker pushed forward, increasing his pace as Aric's wolf ran beside me.Then suddenly, two scents hit me. One was familiar. The other wasn't yet. The first belonged to Dark Mountain Pack members.Could Lupin and the warriors have caught up with us already?But then a third scent hit me. Danger.I slowed immediately. Aric sensed it too. His ears flattened. ‘Bran’‘I know.’ I linked back.We weren't alone in the forest.Suddenly, dozens of wolves burst from behind the trees, surrounding us.My wolf snarled.Aric's hackles rose.A large gray wolf stepped forward.His scent immediately identified him. The head captain of Dark Mountain warriors.Behind him stood more warriors. Some belonged to Dark Mountain Pack. Others wore the scent of the Council.I growled in full rage, the sound
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