Lily Carter POV
The arrow whizzed past my ear so close I felt the feathers brush my hair.
"Down!" Brock shouted, tackling me into the snow just as another arrow thudded into the tree where I'd been stood.
My heart hammered against my ribs. This wasn't the peaceful hunting trip Alpha Marcus had promised when he assigned Brock to protect me while the search teams looked for Emma and Timmy.
"Stay low," Brock growled, his silver-blue eyes scanning the trees around us. "Three rogues, maybe four."
I pressed myself deeper into the snow, trying to make myself as small as possible. The wooden token with the bone face felt heavy in my pocket - a warning that dangerous wolves wanted me for something I didn't understand.
"Can you see the others?" I whispered, looking for the rest of our hunting party.
Brock's jaw tightened. "Too far ahead. We're on our own."
