Free Chasing a Wolf: Moonbound Series, Book Four by Krystal Shannan, Camryn Rhys Page A

pieces of paper that looked similar to what the rider had been given by the other man.
    “Sir?” she called out in Spanish.
    The rider glanced at her and cocked his head to the side.
    “Can you take me to the Puerto Villa ?”
    “Like that?” His eyes traveled from her head to her feet and back up to her head.
    “Yes.”
    “Do you have money?”
    She waved two pieces of paper from Tomás’ wallet in front of her.
    The rider shrugged. “Come on then.” He patted the wagon seat.
    “Thank you.” Citlani climbed into the contraption and took a deep breath as another car whirred past, leaving a trail of burning smelly air in it’s wake.
    A few seconds later, they were weaving through the traffic and Citlani breathed a little easier, though the nagging feeling that Tomás was right on her heels didn’t fade. She had to stay ahead of him, or he wouldn’t let her find her mother. Not that she could hide for long. The bond would allow him to track her. But, she still wasn’t about to go hide somewhere and let others do her fighting for her.
    She could fight. She was Moonbound. She was a wolf.
    The tug of her mother’s magick was growing stronger, but so was something else. Another pull Citlani had never felt before crawled through her chest and wrapped itself around her heart. It wasn’t Tomás. The bond was completely different. Still, there was a bond there. One she didn’t recognize.
    The rider pulled to a stop in front of one of the largest buildings she’d ever seen. White columns taller than trees supported a roof of stone. It was whiter than the clouds in the sky and there were people everywhere. And none of them were dressed like her.
    Citlani handed the paper money to the rider and climbed out of the wagon, shouldering Tomás’ bag and taking a deep breath of his scent for encouragement. It was strange that she missed him, wanted him near her, even. She’d never felt like that about anyone but her mother before.
    “Good luck,” the rider called as he abandoned her on the drive of the main entrance to the hotel. A few men in dark blue shirts standing beside a counter stared at her. One gave her a leering grin and rubbed his crotch suggestively.
    Animal.
    She made a wide arc around the men and slipped through the self-opening, sliding doors. How did the doors see me? Citlani looked around for a person controlling them, but no one appeared to be paying her any attention at all.
    The floor of the hotel was smooth white stone and cold. The air was freezing compared to the air outside. She rubbed her arms and padded through the large room.
    “Ma’am? Can I help you?” A woman behind a counter called out.
    Lani glanced toward her and shook her head. She didn’t need anyone else in her business. She’d just find her mother and get out of this place, find Tomás and figure things out after that.
    He was angry and terrified at the same time and closing in quickly.
    She needed to hurry.
    “I’m fine.” She waved off the woman and padded down a long hallway, following some people. They pressed a small circle on the wall and it lit up like the screen on Tomás’ phone had.
    Everything was so strange. She didn’t understand how anything worked. How was she ever going to find her mother?
    Two large metal doors opened up and the people stepped into a small enclosed box. Her chest tightened and a chill ran down her spine. Why would they put themselves in a tiny box?
    “Are you getting on?” One of the people asked.
    She shook her head and dashed away, back into the larger main area of the hotel. Her mother was close. She could feel her, but that was all. Where did she need to go from here?
    A tear ran down her cheek.
    “Lani!” Tomás came barreling through the sliding hotel doors.

    T omás ran across the sunny lobby, calling her name. He could feel her near, and there was the smallest rush of relief. Had she just found her mother?
    He bypassed the staring woman at one of the large check-in desks. Lani