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The air grew thick with tension as we waited for signs of confrontation. Ezra’s wolf audibly sniffed, and his lips pulled back, exposing deadly fangs.
They need us, he said matter-of-factly. Ren, do you smell that?
I sniffed the air, paused, and inhaled again, searching for our Omega’s essence among the fog of the other units.
Nothing.
She was masking her scent.
Let’s move, Ezra said, setting off down the path.
What’s going on? Valor asked, still facing the line of trees.
Ezra’s wolf yipped, making a show of dismissing the other units.
I’ll explain on the way, Ezra growled. Now stop posturing before we lose more time.
Slow as death, Valor’s wolf turned and finally joined us.
Every step veered moderately off course, inconspicuously taking us further from our Omega.
We hadn’t noticed the absence of her scent until now. With Valor’s acute senses leading the way, Ezra and I had focused on detecting threats, not verifying her scent. If the other units hadn’t followed us, we might have missed that small detail.
The information we received from the Council shuffled through my mind, creating a clearer picture. That was how she managed to evade the units for two Hunts—she masked her scent. No other shifter but Valor would have been able to track her.
Care to fill me in? Valor asked thinly.
The Omega’s scent is gone. She’s masking it somehow, I replied.
And I’m the only one who can track her, Valor said, piecing it together.
Exactly, Ezra confirmed. They won’t attack us until they have a visual on her, so we need to make them think we’re still tracking her before we lose them. Lucky for us, they’re not sure who has the ability.
Ezra guided us through a copse of trees, his wolf sniffing the air as mine monitored the location of the other units.
Any ideas on how to shake them? Valor asked.
My ears twitched toward the faint trickle of running water ahead.
I have one, but you’re not going to like it, Ezra replied.
How likely is it to work? I asked, knowing the Omega would use every second to her advantage.
My wolf was getting surly. Every step away from our Omega was a challenge in self-control.
Ezra’s voice was absolute. Ninety-five percent.
Valor’s wolf growled a warning when the lurking units got too close. What do the remaining five depend on?
How well you can lose them once they’re chasing you. Ezra’s wolf picked up speed as we approached a roaring river.
We didn’t have time for this. We needed to ditch the tails, and fast.
We’re going to split up on the count of three, Ezra said. The sudden separation should confuse them, and they’ll have to choose who to follow. Lose them, then circle back to the clearing where we first sensed them.
Fuck. I don’t like this, Valor growled.
I know, but it’s the only chance we have. If we find the Omega with them on our heels . . .
