Chapter 127 In My Arms
- Justin’s POV
- “Do you smell that?” I asked, stopping the line of wolves on either side of me, each of us still combing through the woods to look for my mate. “It smells like her blood.”
- A few warriors growled and ran froward, following the scent. It had been hard to find Helen after her scent was seemingly all over the woods, wiped on trees and scattered in the fields to throw us off.