Annalise’s pov

The scent hit me first, it smelled heavenly like a blend of sandalwood and darkspices… Santal Noir as the girls back at the pack I stayed called it..

I woke up with a painful jerk as the horse jumped over something but I was held tightly and firmly against a warm hard surface that rippled and vibrated each time we moved.

Alaric?

He held me so close to himself that despite the cold wind hitting us I felt strangely warm..

I slowly raised my painful and throbbing head ...