*Jared*
I pulled my clothes back on, not even bothering to clean the blood off my body. It wasn't my own. It belonged to the three wolves now scattered in pieces near the center of the camp. I huffed a breath, adrenaline coursing through my body as I looked at the wolves.
I'd practically skinned them alive, then sent that shadow after what remained. Abe was staring at me from across their remains, his eyes darkened as he pulled his knife belt through his belt loops.
“ELIZA!" I shouted, baring my teeth.
Nothing.
Only the wind carried any noise toward us, and it was the sound of the river roaring nearby.
The silver wolf at my feet twitched as it succumbed to a painful death. Good. This one I'd taken my particular time with. It had barreled into our camp reeking of Eliza, of her fe
