The search for Elias was like a needle in a haystack, and as the rain intensified, so did the search and the panic.
Rowan roamed the forest, but as luck would have it, he saw a figure approaching from a distance. Rowan and his men quickly went under the cover of the next. His scent was no doubt that of a Snowdale pack member.
The guard rushed forward. From a distance, he could have sworn he saw lights, but as he approached, the place was dark with nothing.
"Please, Goddess, help me," he begged and turned to leave, but a hand slowly wrapped around his neck, and a dagger pointed into his eyes.
"A sound and your eye would be the reward."
The guard was too frightened; he instantly wet himself.
Derick sighed but retreated into the night, and Aston took over. Derick could not be seen; he dared not blow his cover. But the guard not only smelled like himself but also like Elias.
