![]() ![]() Neither did the tracker on the boy’s trail-the reason why the bigger, stronger wolf had been injured in the earlier clash.īut he’d have to if they couldn’t bring Joshua back from the edge the boy was so lost in anguish and torment that he’d given in to his wolf. ![]() ![]() Indigo’s gut clenched, pain blooming in her heart. Her fellow hunter was right-a pincer maneuver was their best bet of taking Joshua down without damage. Slicking back her hair, she took a deep breath of the watery air and began to stalk toward their prey. Under normal circumstances, she’d have snarled at him for using that ridiculous nickname. He’s functioning on the level of a feral wolf.” Changeling hearing was incredibly acute, but the rain was savage, drumming against her skull until even the high-tech receiver she’d tucked into her ear buzzed with noise. “Northwest, half a mile,” she repeated to ensure they were both on the same page. The voice that came back was deep, familiar, and, at that instant, lethally focused. ![]() Ducking her head, she spoke into the waterproof microphone attached to the sodden collar of her black T-shirt. The torrential downpour continued with relentless fury, slamming ice-cold bullets against her skin and turning the night-dark of the forest impenetrable. Indigo wiped the rain off her face, clearing it for a split second, if that. ![]()
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