Unstoppable (Their Shifter Academy #6) - May Dawson Page 0,29

on the platform, as if he knew the person who was trying to catch us. Even if that man hadn’t been able to recognize him, I hoped, given Silas’s changed face and the mask he’d worn over that stubborn jaw anyway.

There was a lot Silas didn’t want to tell anyone about his past, but I had a feeling that wasn’t going to be an option if we were going to get through the Greyworld together. I chewed my lip as Rafe stalked ahead of me, his posture as unforgivingly straight as ever, calling for Silas.

Jensen had given Silas such a sharp look when Silas called me rabbit. I couldn’t get that look out of my head. And why had Silas, who was always so in control, slipped and called me Rabbit at all?

Unless he wanted them to know what happened back in the Coven of the Day.

“You all right?” Jensen asked me quietly, squeezing my hand although I could barely feel it through my thick gloves and his.

“Fine.” Then I admitted, “Worrying about you all is a full-time job.”

“That’s what you get for having seven men. Think how relaxing your life would be if you only had me.”

It was such an outrageous claim that I couldn’t help but smile. Then I called, “Silas!” again, into that black-and-white forest that seemed to swallow our voices, and my smile fell away.

We couldn’t find Silas. It seemed as if the forest had swallowed him too.

The night seemed deep and cold and unending as we trekked through the woods, searching for him. The night was overcast, so we could barely see the moon or stars above the jagged branches of the trees, but unbroken snow seemed to stretch ahead of us. No footprints.

“This would be so much easier if we had our wolves,” Jensen muttered.

That was the constant ache we all felt, although I thought the guys might struggle more than I did. It was never easy for me to be a wolf anyway. It seemed to come more naturally to everyone else.

There might be prophecy about me, but that didn’t keep me from feeling like a failure half the time. I felt stupid that I struggled with something that came easily to others.

“Well, we don’t,” Rafe said, his voice harsh.

If I knew Rafe, he harsher than he meant to be, because he was worried about Silas. He thrust his gloved fists into the pockets of his jacket; we were all cold through to our bones. Snowflakes had lodged in his dark hair.

Rafe seemed to struggle with his thoughts for a moment, but his voice was firm when he said, “We’ll have to go on without him. We have our designated meet-up spot in the city.”

We’d made plans for what we’d do if we were separated.

Jensen shook his head, his lips set grimly.

“Silas knows his own world,” Rafe said, as if he were trying to convince himself. “We’re worse off without him than he is without us.”

“Unless he got hurt in the jump, and he can’t respond to us, or someone found him,” I said. “Silas has enemies in this world.”

“Silas has enemies in every world,” Rafe said dismissively. “I’m pretty sure that’s a point of pride for him.”

But he looked from me to Jensen and back again, his brow furrowing as if he did actually care what we thought, no matter how dismissive he sounded.

“We don’t have any other options,” Rafe said. Then he started off through the trees, paralleling the distant tracks.

Jensen glanced at me, raising his eyebrows. “He’s probably hoping we’ll follow.”

“I’ll bet he is.”

Rafe made his way into the trees. He didn’t look back at us; I couldn’t see his face, but if I knew him, he looked grim and was resolutely refusing to look back. He expected us to follow his leadership. And maybe we should.

But when it came down to it, I’d follow my heart before I followed any man’s orders.

Jensen and I gave each other a long look, as if it were a debate, then I tucked my arm through his and we headed after Rafe. We didn’t have to talk about it; we each knew that Rafe was in more danger than Silas was in this world. Rafe would never admit it, but he was the one who needed us.

But I still said a silent prayer for the incredible Silas Zip, because the truth was, sometimes he did need us.

And I needed him.

Chapter Fourteen

Lex

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When I reached the alpha’s house, for a split second, it