Sentinel (Ghost Mountain Wolf Shifters Book 8) by Audrey Faye

Author:Audrey Faye [Faye, Audrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fireweed Publishing Ltd
Published: 2021-08-04T22:00:00+00:00

13

ADRIANNA

The rain falls gently on my face as I walk, a soothing mist that cloaks the forest in foggy, solemn waiting.

I snort. That’s a lot of poetry for a woman who’s only had one cup of coffee.

My wolf pouts. She doesn’t care about coffee. She wanted a run. Hiking boots aren’t nearly as much fun as paws.

Truth, but I suspect this morning is going to involve some conversations that are hard to have when your vocabulary is limited to growling and howls and the psychology of a creature who lives very much in the present. And some days, a nice, wet walk in the woods is just what an alpha who usually has far too much paperwork needs to keep her whole.

It will also keep me out of Hayden and Lissa’s way. This pack has a very fine alpha pair, and they have work to do today. I can better serve on the periphery. Judging from the scent trails I’ve crossed, I’m not the only one who’s come to that conclusion. Either that or Kel is bossing all of the dominants around this morning and not just me. Which is fine. My wolf is happy to take orders from Kelvin Nogues, especially when they line up with her own instincts.

And this is one of the very few jobs in this pack that I can perhaps do better than most.

I pause under a tall and particularly spindly pine. It’s the marker Hoot told me to watch for, just in case I’ve lost my ability to find someone in the woods. I suspect she unconsciously uses it a doorway—a polite spot to knock before entering so that the person who lives in these parts knows she’s coming.

My wolf snorts. She knows all about my plans to introduce Hoot Dunn to some interesting psychology professors.

So she does. But that isn’t the task of this morning. I look up at the old and wiry pine tree that guards Hoot’s twin. I don’t know if Grady will be able to hear me this morning—polar-bear fur is rather insulating. But I’ll knock anyhow. He’s got more reasons than most to be wary of the power that lives inside of me.

I smile. Watching an old man with a crotchety hip bat aside that power was a stunning, humbling, and absolutely precious experience.

I step out from under the guardian pine and walk less quietly than before. It doesn’t take long before the sounds of a polar bear’s sniffling waft through the trees. I spy Ronan’s big head sticking up from what I thought was a snowdrift. I don’t see any sign of stray limbs that might belong to a scrawny teenager in either of his forms, but there’s absolutely no doubt that Grady is in the center of that snowdrift. “I come bearing breakfast gifts. Bacon, and blueberry pancakes.” I didn’t question what Shelley put in my rucksack. She knew where I was headed.

Ronan’s eyes glue themselves to my backpack.

Silly bear. “There might be some spicy jerky as well.

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