Madison POV
The party had wound down, and I was walking with Zane feeling content and relaxed, when my wolf interrupted my contentment.
‘Madison.’ Betsy tried to push her way into my mind and I felt her urgency, so I let her in, it was rare for her to push so hard.
‘What is wrong, Betsy?’ I hoped it was not what I was dreading, but deep down I knew it most likely would be, and though the timing sucked, hopefully, we had come to the end of this long trail of death and sadness.
‘Birds are squawking in Red Ridge Creek. I think they are alarmed, we have company coming.’ She said we knew that the birds roosting there were only in that part of the forest, they had made nests along the creek bed, and would not take kindly to being disturbed whilst nesting. The men most likely will be under at
