Gunnar's POV

I stepped out of the pack chambers without looking back.

The moment I crossed into the open, I pulled the hood lower over my head and adjusted the dark cloth around my face so no one would recognize me easily. The last thing I needed right now was one of my pack members stopping me to ask questions or worse, trying to follow me. I didn’t have the patience for that now.

I had already wasted too much time.

For hours now, I had been searching.

Every path.

Every corner.

Every place a human could possibly get dragged into without understanding what they were walking into.

And still...