Helen POV
Randy didn’t attempt to stop me. He sprinted along side me in his wolfen form, my coat the brightest, purest shade it’s ever looked. I felt so free in this form.
I just had to make sure I would stay free, or Justin’s Lycan would behead me for defying him.
We ran alongside the warriors, staying on the rim of the mountains so we wouldn’t be seen or have our scent picked up by our pack. Randy hung behind me, the two of skidding to a stop when we could lay eyes on Martha.
She was walking in a dazed fog into Alpha King Juden’s pack grounds. I watched our pack stop, hiding as the warriors of Lone Wolf surrounded Martha. They didn’t intervene, just let her walk toward the Alpha King’s estate.
Randy’s paw swiped at my back leg but I ignored him, prowling forward and using the bu
