Jensen and Roxy stalked through the woods, their sensitive noses catching scent of their prey.
“Stupid alphas,” she grumbled. She hadn’t realized that Owen loved her sister .And Connor.. Why was she hurt, that he had f****d Sam?
“Doesn’t matter,” she mumbled to herself. Hopefully the feeling would go away, and tomorrow she would go home, but first…
“Let’s find Jayce ,Roxy,” she whispered. Roxy bayed, seeming to understand her human, and took off ahead of her.
She caught his scent in the air, mixed with blood. He was hurt, and bleeding. Following the trail ,she stepped lightly, putting one foot quietly in front of the other, like a tiger on the prowl.
They found him, propped up against a tree, with a gaping shoulder wound.
“Jensy,” he muttered when he saw her. “The fucker ambushed me.
