SHADOW

The air suspended in my lungs as Calder’s wolf ran in our direction. I could not sense his anger or predatory tendency in his blue-gray eyes but excitement and contentment.

One thing was for sure— he could be the Pathfinder. I saw his eyes glow yellow for a second.

“Don’t shoot him!” I yelled at the guys when I felt their fear shifting in the air.

Calder threw himself onto Califf and grumbled as if asking to be a pet. Then he licked Califf’s face.

“You, mutt.” Califf pet the back of the black wolf’s ears, making it purr in satisfaction. He then licked him again, causing Califf to...