Ryder’s entire posture instantly darkened.His powerful Alpha scent,usually a soothing anchor,turned sharp and aggressive.He slammed the accelerator pedal,and the car lunged forward violently.
“Do not panic.Stay inside the den and do not let the guards see your face.I am Shifting and coming now,”he commanded,his voice raw with urgency.
Elara grabbed the seatbelt,her knuckles white,her face paling at the reckless speed.“Ryder,slow down!The forest road is too dangerous at this velocity!”.
Ryder seemed to recall his Claimed Mate’s human presence.He slammed the brakes,the car screeching to a halt,and swiveled to face her.
“Take a different transport to the Keep by yourself.I have a critical mission,”he barked.
Before Elara could reply,he was gone—the car speeding off again,tearing through the overgrown track,ignoring the Pack’s safety protocols in his desperate rush toward Lyra.
Elara stood by the edge of the forest road,feeling like a useless discarded pelt.She took a shuddering breath,managed to call a service transport,and headed to the Keep.