Chapter 85

  Enya pov

  As soon as I reach the border, my eyes scan the surroundings. At first glance, nothing seems out of place until something catches my attention. I'm not exactly at the spot. Not yet. I ran to the place the patrol discussed with Aros, not the place where those fuckers actually met Vincent. I know they took him; I can feel that he's in trouble. I have no idea how I know that, but it's enough that I do.

  Before anyone can catch up with me, I make my way to the spot that caught my attention earlier. As soon as I get close enough, the stench of metal hits my nose, and I know what it is- blood. My eyes take in the sight before me- at least thirty wolves and Vincent were here. I kneel down and sniff the soil. I run my fingertips over the paw print someone left behind. I've been taught how to track a wolf, how to take it down, and for once, my knowledge will be of some good use.