"Yeah." Tegan's green gaze slid to him in agreement. "Right into a trap." He motioned for the others to fall in behind him, then led the way into the shadowy maw of the corridor.
Chapter Twenty-four
The snowstorm that had started as a teasing flurry was worsening into heavy, persistent flakes as Alex and Luna were riding back from making the delivery out to the bush. Alex was glad to have been able to help the young mother who'd been counting on her today, but she fretted that she hadn't yet been able to touch base with Jenna. She took out her cell phone and tried calling Jenna's cabin once again. No answer.
The niggle of worry she'd been carrying for her friend had only increased in the time Alex had been out, turning into a full-fledged jab of concern. What if Jenna was taking things harder this year than before?
Alex knew that she struggled, that she despaired still, over the loss of her husband and child. What if that despair had deepened to something worse this time?
What if it had become something dangerous and she'd harmed herself?
"Oh, God ... Jenna. Please let me be wrong."
With Luna running alongside her, Alex gave the sled more speed as she perted from the game trail that would eventually lead into Harmony. She headed away from town instead, toward Jenna's cabin a mile outside.
She was still an easy fifteen minutes away when she saw something moving in the trees up ahead of her. She couldn't quite make out the shape in the dark, but it looked to be ... a person?
Yes, it was. Someone crashing through the snow-laden underbrush of the forest. Incredibly, in spite of the bitter cold, he was utterly naked.
And he wasn't alone.
Several other shapes materialized from the shadows to run alongside him, four-legged, dark forms ... a pack of half a dozen wolves. The sight of the man and wild animals together didn't so much shock her as it confused her.
Kade?
Alex cut the gas and slowed her sled to a crawl, Luna drawing to a pause at her side.
"Kade," she called, his name rushing out of her mouth on a breath of pure instinct. She felt a brief moment of elation to see him, but then logic crashed down on her like a cold hammer. Kade had left hours ago to meet the other warriors from Boston. What would he be doing out here, like this?
Something about him didn't seem quite right ...
It couldn't be Kade.
But ... it was.
The headlight of her snowmachine pinned him in its beam. The wolves scattered into the forest, but he stood there now, alone, one arm raised to shield his brightly glowing amber eyes from the glare. His dermaglyphs were so dark they seemed black against his skin, and something almost as dark--something her mind refused to acknowledge at first--slickened his naked body from head to toe. Blood.
Oh, Jesus.
He was injured ... badly injured, by the horrific look of him.
Alex's heart gave a sick lurch in her chest. He was wounded. His mission with the Order must have gone terribly wrong.
"Kade!" she cried, and leapt off her sled to run toward him. Luna circled in front of her, blocking her way as she barked in a high-pitched whine, a warning to her, or maybe even the dog could see that something was very wrong with him.
"Kade, what happened to you?"
He cocked his head at her and stared as though transfixed, his black hair wild about his head and slick with wetness. Even from the hundred feet that separated them, Alex could see that blood splattered his face, streaked off his chin in gory lines.
Why wouldn't he answer her?
What the hell was wrong with him?
Alex paused, her feet suddenly refusing to move. "Kade? Oh, my God ... please, talk to me. You're hurt. Tell me what happened."
But he didn't utter a single word.
Like a creature of the forest himself, he bolted away from her, vanishing into the dark woods. Alex called after him, but he was nowhere to be seen now. Her sled's headlight cut deep into the trees where Kade and the wolves had been. She took a couple of hesitant steps forward, trying to ignore the knot of dread in her gut and the low, tentative warning of Luna's growl beside her. She had to find Kade.