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“Shit,” Alaric said, running his hands through his hair. “How can we be sure this is Blood Moon?”
“Theron and Myla are close by. The easiest way is to ask her to do a scent check. It should be easy to pinpoint their scent as long as we get them here quickly.”
“Then you better hurry,” Shiloh said, holding her palms toward the breached area as she inspected it. “It looks like they used a cursed object to slash through the wards.”
“How would they get one?” Alaric asked.
“Trade. The black market.” Shiloh shrugged. “There is more than one way to get a cursed object. All that matters is that they have one.”
I nodded, then retraced my steps, my mind racing with possibilities. When I reached the spring, Theron and Myla were ready to move.
“Alaric, Leighton, and Shiloh are at the location of the breach. The wolf got away,” I reported. Theron cursed, and I faced Myla. “But we may be able to identify who it was if you can scent a Blood Moon wolf.”
“I can do it,” Myla said.
Theron tensed beside her. “Is taking her so close to the border a good idea? They could be waiting nearby.”
“I know, but what other choice do we have? We can’t identify them without her, and we need to be sure it’s not the Council,” I said.
Theron grunted.
Myla put a hand on his chest. “We’ll be together. Gentry said Alaric and Shiloh are also there. They would be stupid to try something against all of us.”
“We’ll go, but I don’t have to like it,” Theron grumbled.
“I wouldn’t expect you to,” I said.
I guided them to the border, and we met up with the others. Shiloh and Leighton talked in low voices while Alaric stared into the wilderness like a sentinel. All three turned at our approach.
“I was starting to worry we’d miss our window,” Alaric said.
A shifter’s scent trail faded with time. A wolf could typically identify a scent trail half an hour after the shifter left the area, but no longer.
Valor was the only wolf I knew who could track a week-old trail.
“We came as quickly as we could,” I said.
Alaric raised a brow. “Theron got overprotective.”
“Yup,” Myla confirmed as she walked toward Shiloh and Leighton.
Alaric smirked, and Theron rolled his eyes.
Theron and I flanked Myla as she lifted her face and sniffed.
It didn’t take long before she said, “It’s Blood Moon. One of the scouts, Jared.”
“You’re sure?” Alaric asked.
“Positive.”
Alaric turned to Leighton and Shiloh. “Call the Alpha. We need an emergency meeting.” He leveled his gaze on us. “Take your mate back to your den and go on lockdown. I’ll have Bowen update you when Alpha Wynn makes a decision.”
I nodded and slipped a hand around Myla’s waist. “Come on, sweet girl. Let’s get you home.”
***
We returned to our den with heavy hearts. I felt the change in the air as we kept Myla between us, shielding her from possible attacks.
