Gavriel didn't have time to process that an Alpha command had come from his mouth and that it worked. The light faded fast and a white wolf was running. But in the wrong direction. Aurelia wasn't heading toward Gavriel.
Her wolf was confused, disoriented, her golden eyes wild with the specific panic of an animal that had been shifted mid-crisis into a body that was mid-sprint in a corridor she didn't recognize, and the recognition failure was producing a flight response that was pointed the wrong way.
The white wolf turned a corner and Gavriel lost sight of her.
"No, no, no. SERENA!"
Gavriel: Serena. Wrong way. Other direction.
Silence.
Fin: Gavriel, do you have eyes on her?
His voice was steady. Controlled. The steadiness was costing him something that Gavriel could hear in the spaces between the words, the micro-silences where a roar was being compressed.
The reply came fast, tight with tension.
Gavriel: I just lost her.
Hyran's voice cut in next.
