Book 9: His Prisoner

Sarah

We pass the main gates to the Shadowcrest territory. They fall away behind us, cloaked in frost covered vines. 

It’s been a silent drive. Silent–and I’m terribly sick to my stomach. Alpha Sydney was right about the uphill drive being bumpy and dangerous, but his pack lives in one of the more remote territories surrounding Crescent City. 

A stone wall runs alongside the truck as he continues driving uphill, turning with great effort around a sharp bend in the hillside. My view from the window gives way to a small, bustling city below, the roof tiles mingling with thick, snow covered trees, and in the distance?

The castle of Crescent Falls rises like a beacon overlooking a sprawling metropolis. 

He turns onto a side road, and eventually, we meet a private gate that swings open for him automatically. No guards linger around the entrance to what I assume is a private driveway. A dense forest hugs the road on either side