WE’D LEFT EARTH DURING daylight, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be night in Faery. Still, something about the space around us suggested we were underground rather than outside beneath an overcast sky. The question was—which way should we go to reach the surface?
Our mate bond must have passed my uncertainty along to Ryder, because he clued me in even as he tugged me sideways through shoulder-deep water. “Let your wolf sniff. She’ll smell what I smell.”
I obeyed, relaxing my human will and allowing my animal self to rise to the forefront. She was still coated in furless skin, but when our nostrils flared I knew what Ryder was talking about. “Nothing but damp behind us. Sweetness up ahead.”
Ryder’s hum of approval warmed me...which was helpful since the water’s temperature was distinctl
