Book 3: At First Blood

Coit

I’ve hunted lots of times either with my pack or alone. As a wolf shifter, it’s in my blood to do so. The selection of prey in Moon Grove is limited to small and mid-size prey. The largest thing I’ve hunted with my pack is a wild boar which is a rare occasion considering how tricky they can be to tussle with. On my own, I’ve mostly hunted rabbits and squirrels.

‘What are we hunting? I ask through the mind-link.

‘Deer,’ Lydia answers. She takes a deep breath and narrows her eyes, peering through the trees, as if she's listening for the telling sounds of game nearby. I pause and do the same.

Gerald and the other men stop, and I almost bump into Scott. I turn to Lydia in confusion, and she nods toward her grandfather.

‘It’s a stag,’ Gerald hisses before breaking into a run.

We follow him with no hesitation. Despite never visiting this particular forest before, I’m familiar with this kind of terrain, and I jump over tree roots an