GRAYSON

I couldn’t see Belle, telling me she was somewhere behind Gulius’s invisible shield, but I could smell her. I could hear her strangled, terrified gasps. And that would be enough to guide me to her location.

I was still in wolf form when I started running in the direction of her scent.

Azazel’s clones had definitely done a number on me—more so than I’d like to admit

—but the pain hadn’t hit me yet.

The adrenaline racing through me made my injuries completely tolerable, if not altogether painless. My sole focus was on saving my distressed mate.

The moment I passed through Gulius’s shield, I froze, stopping dead in...