Embla dragged the dog’s body farther up onto dry land and buried her in the dirt. She covered over the grave with a pile of stones.
Then she set about her new life.
Friendless. Alone.
Flash…
Embla crouched silently in the shadows of the forest. Her eyes were fixed on the soft orange glow of a low campfire through the trees and the three big alphas who lay sleeping nearby. A soft breeze licked her bare skin.
Flash…
A different vision presented itself to Orwen’s senses now.
This time, he was not looking out through Embla’s eyes. He actually wasn’t sure whose eyes he was looking out through. But he knew they couldn’t be Embla’s, because he saw Embla in front of him. She was lying on a metal floor, unconscious, arms bound. Ark and Leros were lying beside her in a similar state. Their bodies were rocking slightly, and there was a slow, steady thrum of a motor. They were inside an Outsider vehicle of some kind.
One final flash, and Orwen found himself back in his body again.
He was sprawled on the ground, looking up at the dark, domed ceiling of the Chamber of the Source. Alphas were crowded around him. His face was wet with tears.
“Oh, Embla,” he groaned. “Embla, Embla, I’m so sorry…”
“What’s that?” the alphas around him murmured. “What’s he saying?”
Orwen sat up and swiped the tears away from his face. He had not cried in a very long time. Not since the day that he had found his mother dead by her own hand.
He had been so wrong about Embla all this time.
He thought she was his enemy. Now he saw just how alike they were.
But what was that last vision he had seen? The one of his pack brothers and Embla bound and unconscious in an Outsider vehicle.
Your final vision was of the present,Seraph’s voice echoed inside Orwen’s head. Your friends have been captured. They are being taken to the Outsider city of Galadon-1
“Captured?” Orwen muttered. “Outsiders?”
The other alphas were chattering now, saying that poor Orwen had lost his mind. He ignored them. He didn’t care what people thought about him. He only cared about saving his friends.
But how would he ever find them on the Outside? How would he get to Galadon-1?
Orwen’s eyes focused on one of the alphas nearby. Tanned skin and long, dark hair. It was Taliesin. The mate of the omega Hines who had just given birth. Before returning to the Quarantine Zone, Taliesin had lived on the Outside as a spy.
Hope glimmered in Orwen’s heart.
He would save Embla and his friends.
He would make everything right again.