Chapter 58

Luna

I know better than to think I can escape a more muscular, older wolf, but I still run. I'm acting on wolf instinct, not human logic. I dodge shrubs, leap over stones, splash through a marshy area. I can feel eyes on me, can smell a wolf, but when I look over my shoulder, I see nothing but the shadowy forest. Did Axel let me go, or did I somehow manage to escape?

A sense of giddiness crashes against the fear rippling through my body at the thought of him chasing me again, like he did outside the vampire's lair.

Then guilt tugs at my heart, because as much as my body and my wolf adore Axel, my heart still belongs to the three men who saved me when Axel didn't—who saved me from what he did to me.

I'll find my way back. I can do it.

I glance over my shoulder again, and finding no one in pursuit, I slow my frenetic pace. But when my head swings forward again, my heart leaps into my throat. Axel bears down on me, his teeth pulled back in a snarl.