mouth shut and keep your eyes open.'
Adrein walked on my right, his eyes glued to the snow-covered slope ahead. He was completely silent, his jaw set, his body language stiff as a board. He wasn't fighting the urge to take her—he had already broken himself down back in that cabin, giving up his pride just so she could breathe.
"How much further, Noah?" I demanded, my voice raspy as I leaned in closer, my gaze locked on the steep incline leading down to the river pass.
Noah didn't slow his pace. His broad shoulders heaved with effort, sweat glistening on his temples despite the freezing air. His wolf was still recovering from Daniel's poison, but he was pushing through the agony like a man possessed.
"Another half-mile down this gully," Noah rasped, not bothering to look back at me. "Once we cross the shallow bend in the river, we're on my pack land. My boundary guards patrol that bank twenty-four hours a day."
