Ace POV
I can sense we are getting close to the pack. I feel like we have been running for hours, but I can't be sure. Ryker has been in control the whole time. A scent that is all too familiar invades our snout and Ryker immediately stops running. We look around, but there is no movement, but I swear we can sense him. I thought she allowed us to leave far too easily. I had hoped the shock of us fighting against whatever the f**k that pink powder was threw her for a loop but I guess that was wishful thinking. "Ryker, we need to get back to the pack."
"I'm not afraid of that blood-sucking pr*ck. In fact I'm ready to deal with his disgusting a**, right now," Ryker says. "I'm not afraid of him either. What I am afraid of is that crazy a** witch. She knows we are a Lycan now. She is the rea
