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Ezra pinned Korren with a skeptical look. “We’re serious, Ren. You’re not a healer inside these walls. If someone comes at you, fight dirty.”
The corner of my mouth lifted. I loved the savage version of Ezra.
Korren’s handsome face hardened, and his voice was ice and malice as he looked toward the forest and said, “I will.”
I was the only combat specialist in my unit—second only to our head Enforcer and Gamma, Alaric. I was also Goddess-blessed with the sharpest tracking ability anyone had seen in fifty years.
No one could hide from me.
When I was younger, my gift felt like more of a curse than a blessing. It was easy to get overstimulated, and as a result, I spent more time away from the pack than most. As I got older, my control grew, and it became easier to isolate my senses.
Though I was secure in my plan, the weight of protecting our Omega, Ezra, and Korren threatened to send me to my knees. The other units would be vicious and ruthless in their attempts to claim the Omega. Until her collar was in our hands, anything was fair game.
Korren was too valuable to be hurt—all healers were.
Healers were even rarer than Omegas. Packs could go generations without one being born, which put them at a huge disadvantage. We had medical units and shifters trained to administer first aid and wound care, but there were some things only a healer could cure. The war with the witches proved that.
No one will touch what is ours, my wolf growled.
I agreed. Protectiveness snapped around me like armor.
Korren and Ezra were mine.
The Omega was mine.
And anyone who dared to harm them wouldn’t make it out of the forest alive.
High-pitched alarms rang, signaling the start of the Hunt.
Something primal and demanding slid through my veins. My body came alive with anticipation as the gate began to open, the squeal of old gears setting my teeth on edge.
We settled into formation, and threads of gold broke through Korren’s steely blue gaze as he called on his gift.
If she were hiding, we would find her. My tracking skills were unmatched, and Korren’s ability allowed him to see body signatures. Between the two of us, she wouldn’t get away.
“Stay together,” I said, my voice guttural.
“Always,” Korren replied as Ezra nodded.
The gate rose.
We discarded our clothing.
My wolf surged forward, and the sound of snapping bones filled the cell. Muscle and sinew tore, the comforting pain like an exhale as my body expanded.
Once shifted, my tracking abilities heightened. The world became a tangled web of aromas I could pick out and follow at will. The older the scent, the dimmer the trail appeared.
A bolt of lightning crackled down our bond as a scent hit me with the force of a category-five hurricane. My wolf’s legs shook from the impact.
For the first time since my gift had awakened, all scents faded into the background—apart from one.
It was the smell of dawn—sweet pine with notes of ripe berries. Her scent beckoned us closer, casting our unit in its spell-binding shadow.
Our fated mate, I said in the mind link with Ezra and Korren.
The words rang with disbelief, uncertainty, and reverence.
In seconds, our plans altered.
