I spun around, phone still pressed to my ear, I looked around into the dense tree line, it's nothing there but I could smell another wolf scent here.

Or some shifter that spying on Black Widow.

“Luna… are you still there?” Shannon’s voice crackled through the phone, faint but urgent.

I didn’t answer. Instead, I took another slow step forward, slipping into the dense tree line, drawn by the silence and the feeling that something was watching me from the shadows.

But before I could vanish completely, a sharp clap of hands startled me.

“Hey.”

I spun around.

Malcolm stood just a few feet away, arms crossed, one eyebrow raised....