CHAPTER 16
Isabella pov
My father's roar echoed behind me—a sound of pure, unbridled fury that shook the very leaves on the trees.
He had reached the clearing. He had seen Aleric's mangled wrist and my retreating shadow.
To him, I wasn't his daughter anymore. I was a rabid animal that needed to be put down. "Hunt her!" Alpha Silas's voice joined the roar.
"Do not let her reach the past the pack land!" The woods became a nightmare of snapping jaws from the pack warriors.
I could hear the Tracker's heavy breathing; he was gainin on me, his experience allowing him to predict my path.
But my body was doing things I couldn't explain. I was faster than before, although not to the level of an alpha wolves but at least past the average.
And I could feel the air pressure change when a wolf lunged from the shadows, allowing me to duck and weave with a grace.
