Noah & Hannah
Noah’s POV
Noah and Drake raced through the forest, their wolf forms allowing them to cover the ground quickly and silently. Noah’s silver coat gleamed in the moonlight, while Drake’s darker fur blended with the shadows. The scent of pine and damp earth filled their sensitive noses, mixed with a faint trace of Hannah’s familiar scent.
Just a little further, Noah thought to himself as he leaped over fallen trees and rocks. I’m coming, Hannah
As they ran, Noah watched Drake’s lithe wolf form and found himself struggling with conflicting emotions. Part of him wanted to hate Drake for his closeness to Hannah, for the way she seemed to care about him so much lately.
But at the same time, he couldn’t deny that without Drake, they might not be so close to finding Hannah now before it was too late.
Soon, the trees began to thin as they reached the top of the mountain. They slowed their pace. exchanging silent glances of understanding. Hannah’s scent grew thicker, and Noah knew that she was incredibly close now-which also meant that her captors were close.
They needed to be careful.
Noah pressed his nose to the ground, following Hannah’s scent. He stopped in front of a rock that had a bit of blood splattered on it; there was a boot print in the mud right next to it, indicating that there was a struggle here. Hannah had to have been carried, since only large men’s shoe prints could be seen.
Suddenly, Noah froze, his ears perked. Drake froze beside him, listening intently.
Ahead, they heard the faint sound of voices and caught a whiff of unfamiliar scents. They were close.
Moving cautiously now and keeping low beneath the underbrush, they crept forward until they spotted an armed guard stationed in the woods. The man was alert, his gun at the ready, scanning the area with sharp, slightly glowing eyes.
Noah and Drake exchanged a glance, a silent plan forming between them. Then, in perfect synchronization, they burst out from the underbrush, taking the guard by surprise. Before he could shout or fire his weapon, they had him pinned to the ground, two gushing puncture holes in his neck from Drake’s fangs. The man jerked, gurgled, then went still,
With the immediate threat neutralized, they pressed on. As they neared a clearing, Noah’s heart nearly stopped
There, kneeling on the ground in nothing but a bikini, was Hannah. Her hands were bound behind her back, and she was surrounded by armed men.
But what made Noah’s blood run cold was the figure standing at the forefront of the group.
Jake Amber’s ex-fiance, who she had supposedly broken up with not even two weeks ago. What the hell
was he doing here?
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Noah felt a growl building in his chest, but Drake nudged him, a reminder to stay quiet. They needed the element of surprise.
Noah nodded. They needed to remain calm and quiet if they were going to ambush the men without Hannah getting hurt, although every fiber of his being screamed to rush in and save Hannah, guns-or rather, fangs-blazing.
They were about to make their move when suddenly, another wolf burst from the shadows, lunging at them with bared teeth and flashing claws. The unexpected attack caught them off guard, and they tumbled into the underbrush in a flurry.
The sound of their struggle echoed through the clearing, drawing the attention of Jake and his men.
Hannah’s POV
My head snapped up at the sudden commotion in the woods. Jake cursed, and without hesitating for so much as a moment, his hand roughly grabbed my arm. He yanked me to my feet, the sudden movement making my head spin and reminding me of the chloroform I had inhaled earlier,
“What the hell was that?” one of the guards asked, his gun trained on the treeline.
Jake’s grip on my arm tightened painfully until I let out a small whimper. “Go check it out,” he barked at his men. “And be ready for anything.”
As the guards moved toward the source of the noise, my heart raced. Could it be…? I hardly dared to hope, but I couldn’t help myself. Sniffing the air, I could make out an intoxicating scent.
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