Ryder POV

We made it through Redwood territory without incident, though the border guards had eyed us with obvious suspicion. Fifteen Iron Fang bikes rolling through their land didn't sit well with the traditional packs, but they'd let us pass when Doc explained we were seeking Elena Nightwhisper. Apparently, the ancient healer commanded respect even among alphas who might otherwise turn us away at their borders.

Now we were in no-man's-land, where the mountain pass stretched ahead in a series ...