Chapter 38. Wolfsbane in the Harvest Wine

Josie's POV

They brought me back to Ashford Court in the back of a Guard truck, like a prisoner, which I suppose I was.

Weston rode in the cab of the truck behind. Captain Mabry wouldn't let him ride with me. I watched his headlights in the rear window for four hours, and when I couldn't see them for the curves, I could feel him, the cord between us drawn tight across the dark road.

Bea rode in the van with Calvin. I didn't ask to ride with her. She didn't ask either.

We came in through the kitchen yard at ten in the morning on the day of the Harvest Court. The house was already in an uproar: carts at every door, florists, hired staff, the smell of a hundred hams going into a hundred ovens. Two hundred Alphas and their mates were coming from every pack in the east. In twelve hours, every one of them would