Caelum's POV
"Show me again," I told one of the scout standing with me.
He had paused briefly, then held the pieces of cloth out to me. The scent hit me first, it was faint and it was almost covered in sand and sun but can not be mistaken, my wolf moved, his claws were moving on the inside of my chest.
The owner of the cloth was Seraphina. It had been moons since I had caught the scent this strong, my fingers held on the cloth until my knuckles had whitened.
Marcus voice from some weeks ago was sounding in my mind, it was mocking and warning me that even chasing her would be very risky for me, maybe he was right and maybe I was already done for.
I didn't even wait for the others, I had already left the camp and followed the scent to the east, into the sand cliffs even though they had followed me. Some hours had already passed. Each step drew the bond between us closer around me until my breathing turned rough.
