Chapter 493

• Amora
• Just my luckthat I found my ex-mates’ hideout during an oncoming blizzard.
• I lie on my belly on a ridge about half a mile from their pack’s village while the sky spits snow and the temperature plunges. I have to hang back far enough away that they won’t scent me, especially on these heavy winds. Thank fuck I had the presence of mind to stop in Denver and pick up some cold weather clothes. But even the thick jacket and hiking boots I threw on after I shifted to human form can’t chase away the chill, and the thin layer of snow building up on my legs is making my jeans wet. I almost chose to stay in wolf form, since I’d be a little more impervious to the cold and snow that way, but it’s hard to hold binoculars with paws.