Chapter 12
She raced back toward the cave, hoping Lucian had been able to get the pack together. Time was short, the sun would be up soon, and with another tank on the way toward their location, they needed to move to a new safe spot...quick.
The coppery tang of blood led Mira to the cave. Cloying and thick, the scent of it was so strong it actually sickened her. Too much had been spilled. Death was close. Surely, someone had to be dead. Muddy crimson streaks made a trail up the side of the mountain toward their cave. She knew it was going to be bad, but nothing could have prepared her for the grim scene she found when she arrived.
Of the eight pack members, only three remained standing; Stryker, Rob, and Terrance. Two more were half-shifted back into their human forms, bleeding and gro
