JAYCE
The maze was darker than I expected.
The hedges rose above me like green walls, blocking out most of the moonlight. Only thin silver beams broke through the gaps, casting strange shadows on the stone path beneath my feet.
I stood still and listened as footsteps, soft, quick and scrambling were moving all around the place. Samantha.
She was running.
"Help her," Jaden, my wolf, said inside my head. "Our mate is scared. She is running in the dark. She does not know where she is going. Help her."
"No."
"No? What do you mean, no?"
"I mean no. I am not going to help her. I am going to tease her."
Jaden growled. "That is cruel."
"That is fun."
"Not for her."
"Not for her yet. But she will learn to enjoy it."
"What if she gets hurt? What if she falls? What if a snake bites her?"
I almost laughed out loud. "A snake? In this maze?"
"Snakes live everywhere. They hide in hedges to wait for prey. What if one bites our mate? What if she dies before we even get to claim her?"
