[ Derek knows that Scott's in danger. It could be pack mentality, it could just be his senses on overdrive. But whatever it is, it doesn't matter. Because his fellow fourth is in trouble, his packmate is in trouble, and he needs to get from the woods to him.
The problem with that is that he catches his scent in the worst way possible, the sweet tang of blood that pulls on his senses harder than anything else. It makes his hackles rise, fur along his spine standing on end as he rushes straight into the arena.
SLAMS INTO
The problem with that is that he catches his scent in the worst way possible, the sweet tang of blood that pulls on his senses harder than anything else. It makes his hackles rise, fur along his spine standing on end as he rushes straight into the arena.
And then sees the other wolf. ]