Capítulo 391: In Enemy Camp

GAR

All senses prickling, Gar inched forward, nostrils flared and every hair on his body standing on end as he crept toward the spot where Rika had disappeared. He could scent nothing out of the ordinary, but there was the slightest hum in the air, a serration so small he wouldn't have even noticed it if he hadn't been so alert—which only raised his hackles further.

Watching the surroundings carefully, he reached slowly with a hand to the space on the trail where he'd last seen her… and watched as his hand seemed to fade into the forest.

Sucking in, he jerked it back, but it was unharmed. And he'd felt nothing.

"What sorcery is this?" he breathed, blinking, heart hammering.

His mate was behind this wall of… nothing. He couldn't see her or scent her. And there were other humans there.

Gar clenched his teeth and straightened to his full height.