Tyler
Exhaustion pumped through my body, making my senses slightly numb. I was about to fall on my legs when my Little Fox’s scent entered my nostrils, filling me with determination; I couldn’t lose her— her smell, her light— in the same way Hunter couldn’t lose his mate. Thus, I couldn’t give up, I had to go over my physical limits, get to Clair and do something… save Hunter’s family, save his fragile yet strong mate.
Clair didn’t deserve to die.
“Hunter, Tor! You are chasing after the wrong person. We have to reach the pack house. There might be Demons after Clair,” I heard Sarah’s voice get lost in the hissing wind as my body pushed me faster. I was almost there, almost reaching the pack house.
An exhale of relief left my lungs. The Alphas seemed to have either stopped or slowed
