Chapter 42. An Army

Zane POV

The cold wind from the snowstorm outside wakes me from my sleep. I reach out for Elara, but she isn’t there. My eyes fly open, and I sit up abruptly. Zeus and Zeke are sleeping soundly, but there is no sign of Elara. She tricked us.

“Wake up!” I shout.

Zeus sits up, and Zeke rolls onto his back and groans. “She is gone, isn’t she?”

“We have to go after her,” I say as I strip off my clothes.

“What are you doing?” Zeus asks.

‘‘My wolf can find her faster than I can,” I tell them.

I step out of the tent into the snow. I shiver for only a second before my wolf takes over. The shift is seamless and painless. My wolf’s paws dig into the snow as he searches for Elara’s scent.

The snow has fallen so heavily that there are no tracks to follow. My brothers emerge from the tent and shift into their wolves as well.

We split up and keep our noses to the ground, searching for her scent. Honeysuckle fills my senses, and I let ou