Chapter 9
I woke up, completely disoriented for a split second. My hand instinctively went to my throat, half-expecting the usual heft of the silver chain.
Nothing. Just bare, tender skin.
“You're awake.” Mason's deep voice came from beside me.
Reality crashed back. Last night. The party. The sabotage attempt. Mason claiming me as his mate in front of everyone. The collar coming off.
“How long was I out?” I asked, my voice sounding stronger than it had in years.
“About four hours.” Mason kept his eyes on the winding mountain road ahead. “We're almost at Blood Pack territory.”
I stared out the window, looking at the landscape. It was different from Silver Pack's neat lawns and gardens. Here, enormous trees pressed in on the road, wild and primeval.
My stomach rumbled audibly, giving
