JAXOM’S POV
We’d been retracing our steps for hours, clambering over rocks and crossing rapids, only to end up back where we started. Stone’s scent had led us in a wide circle, over a vast area of Green River’s canyon land- all to no avail. We weren't any closer to finding the missing wolves than when we started, and it was nearly sundown.
Panting heavily, I shifted back into my human form, swiping at the crust of sweat and dust that had dried to my brow.
“I don’t understand it.” I ran a hand through my disheveled hair, flakes of red dislodging at my touch. “What the hell are we missing?”
“He’s f*****g with us,” Caleb stated the obvious, walking down to the rocky bank to splash cool water over his face.
The wolf rarely spoke and kept his words clipped and to the point when he did. I
