Chapter 126 Tracking The Enemy

• Every trail hides danger, every step tests resolve.
• The scent trail started at Marcus's cousin's house and led north into the dense forest that bordered three territories. Old growth trees blocked most of the moonlight, turning the woods into a maze of shadows.
• "Two sets of tracks," Darius said, crouched beside disturbed earth. His wolf was close enough to the surface that his eyes reflected gold. "One heavy. Male. The other lighter, probably the woman being dragged."