Blake's POV
Running through the forest, I sniffed the air in an attempt to locate her scent. I ran in the direction of her cabin, the last place I saw her. I didn't want to think about what happened there, so I focused on sniffing. The moment I registered her scent, I followed it. It was strong enough to linger in the air.
‘She's not that far, hurry!’ I urged my wolf to move faster.
He let out a low growl and pushed himself even more. He jumped over the fallen logs on our path, determined to catch her before it was too late. I linked my father along with Uncles Ben and Peter, informing them about Brody and Rory. They all promised to meet me at the border. Although my dad was quite reluctant to leave my mom's side, the threat to his pack and Rory’s part in it made him momentarily become
