Chapter 117

The ride to Alpha Caleb’s pack was faster than I remembered.

Too fast.

My horse thundered across the forest paths, hooves striking the earth in a rhythm that matched the pulse roaring in my ears. Wind tore past my face, sharp and cold, but it did nothing to calm the storm inside me.

By the time the towering gates of Caleb’s territory came into view, my wolf was fully awake—alert, coiled, watchful.

Two guards stepped forward immediately, hands hovering near their ...