We were running hard and fast and closing in the gap on Dexter. I could even smell his fear as we closed in on him. I was thriving on it, using it to help power Charlotte and myself through the wild run up the mountain and back down it. When running downhill, it was when I really gained speed. So much so, I began to pull away from the rest of the pack behind us.
"Babe, slow down," Everest called.
I ignored him and his commands, only because I knew I was getting close, I could feel it inside of me. His scent was strong, powerful. He must have scraped himself pretty well, seeing how I was coming across traces of blood. Charlotte growled when she caught a glimpse of him crossing the top of the mountain.
"Charlotte, stop." Everest came across our mind, trying to order us to stop. We could
