The night gets darker, and I can't fight the urge any longer. I sneak out of the house, making sure no one is able to see me leave. I shift into Nero and let him take over. I have to see her; I have to be with my mate. I hate how tied I am to her, how much I crave her. I haven't marked Nona, but I feel as if I can't breathe if I don't see her. If things are this strong now, what the hell would a mark throw me into?
The air flowing through our fur feels amazing. I can sense everything around me, and it's clear that the forest never sleeps. Something is always awake and aware. We zig-zag here and there to ensure no one is following us to the cabin. I can't afford anyone to know where I'm going or what's there. Not only does the pack think Nona has gone away for school, but the elders being
