Chapter 5
“I’m sorry, Ty,” Tracy whispered, resting her hand on her brother’s shoulder. “We won’t give up. I promise.”
Ty leaned back against his truck and stared out at the mountains in the distance. His fingers played with the thick leather band around his wrist. It belonged to his mate – to Ella.
In the past two weeks, Ty, Van, and Peterson had covered hundreds of miles. It was his own fault. He should have asked for help sooner. Neither Tracy nor the other two men had said that, but he knew it. The vegetation in this area grew at a phenomenal rate during the wet season and it was definitely the wet season.
He closed his eyes and raised his face to the heavy mist surrounding them. Once again, he could feel his grizzly’s despair raking at his insides. He lowered his head when he felt
