CHAPTER 92
DECLAN'S POV
I discovered something more appalling that made the blood running through my veins curdle. Fresh drops of crimson blood scattered on dry, decaying leaves a few meters away from the spot where the dead wolves laid.
My breath was heavy under my nostrils as I took careful steps forward. I saw a rough spot on the ground and concluded that a struggle had occurred right there a few minutes ago. I sniffed again, again Raina's scent flooded into my nostrils. My intuition, once again, hadn't been wrong.
“You're convinced that's her blood?” Claus asked suddenly, disrupting my thoughts. I turned and glared at him, he took a step back and threw his hands in the air. “Relax, Declan, I'm just trying to-”
“Stop.” I snapped and ran a hand through my hair with a frustrated sig
