JAYCE
The night air was cold against my face. I didn't feel it. My blood was too hot. My wolf, Jaden, was pacing inside my chest like a caged animal.
Below us, the maze stretched out in every direction. Hedges tall as houses. Paths that twisted and turned and led nowhere. Somewhere down there, she was hiding.
Samantha.
Our mate.
The one who kept running.
"Hey, kitty kitty!" Finnian called out from my left. His silver wings caught the moonlight. "Kitty, where are you?"
Darlington joined in from my right. His dark wings blended into the night sky. "Kitty, why are you hiding? Don't you want us to see your face?"
I ignored them.
Jaden would not shut up.
She is down there, he said. His voice was rough. Desperate. Our mate. Our bunny. I can smell her.
I know, I thought back.
Then why are we just hovering here? Why are we not diving down and grabbing her?
Because Darlington and Finnian will follow. And then it will be a fight. And she will run again.
