If I do this—if I can gather intelligence that will help my father win his war—I may be able to free myself from Sebastian.
“Yes,” I say, and some of the tension loosens in my chest.
“Let’s go,” says the alpha.
The thunder of hooves competes with my heartbeat as we ride into the forest.
The man with the red hair appears beside us. His eyes glint with amusement, even in the darkness, as he raises an eyebrow at the alpha.
“Don’t mean to overstep,” he says. “But who’s the lass?”
Chapter Six
“That’s none of your concern,” says the alpha over the sound of hooves.
He’s leaning into me as we put space between us and the castle, and I feel his hard body against my back. Trees loom up on either side of us.
“It will be our concern if the bastards come after us,” says the red-haired man. “I
