Chapter 73 Mason

Mason

Where is she? Where is she?

I walk back to the trees where I can smell her scent, then to the trees past it where it disappears.

Where is she? Where is she?

Back and forth, back and forth.

She’s got to be somewhere. But her scent ends here.

Back and forth, back and forth.

I look up into the tree for the hundredth time. I can’t see her. Even if it was daylight, I couldn’t see her. How can I find her if there is no sound, no scent?

Where is my mate? Where is she?

When I collapse, exhausted, I lay under the tree. The last one where I can find her scent. Maybe tomorrow, I can find it again. If not, I’ll have to go searching for it somewhere else.

How could she escape me? She can’t. She must be nearby. I’ll stay here. Guard her, guard what’s mine until I can claim her.

I close my eyes, only for them to fly open in what feels like moments. I stand, ready to fight. What did I hear?

No one is taking

the air, sniffing again. There, on the

scent, trying to find that delicious smell. My mouth waters at it. All I want to do is sink my canines into her

up, listening, not wanting to move. This is a hunt, and I am a stealthy predator. I will hunt my mate. I will

As it passes my face, I catch her scent. I

the tree, putting my front paws as high as they will go. There, very faint, is

the tree limbs are too low for me to catch. I still can’t

clawing at the

I sense more than hear another wolf

down on his neck as I catch him by surprise. I shake my head, violently as our snarls and growls echo

me. His paws begin scratching my

it’s with a mouthful of fur and flesh, leaving a gaping wound on the wolf’s back. I leap back and we begin circling each

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leg. I feel teeth bite down on my back, tearing my skin and

I take the opportunity to grab hold of the side of his neck, my bottom teeth puncturing his

until he becomes too weak. When he collapses at my feet, I hold on to him until I hear his breathing and heart stop. I hold on for

dominance

the tree. I

was fighting to the

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on Mason, making sure that he didn’t get injured. I was hoping that I would be immune to

When I finally got to her, she was in a precarious position. The limb she’s on is small and as I watch, I see her wavering with her

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