Hunting The Shadow

Kaelen

The scent trail was faint, but I didn't need much to lock onto it. Maren’s unique signature—roasted coffee, sweet soap, and the subtle, wild musk of her inner wolf—drew me straight through the sprawling campus. I wove my massive frame through dense clusters of oblivious, laughing students. They were too human to notice the predator in their midst, too wrapped up in their mundane lives of e