River's POV-
My fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly as I navigated the vehicle in its place in our makeshift convoy. Our time at the castle had been fraught with not only worry about Remington's return to the hostile environment there, but the fear of something happening to her while they were away at the cabin. I had thought that being by her side now would alleviate the fear, but it did not. The spirit wolf was nowhere near ready for the trials ahead, any more than her guardians were.
I know I wasn't the only one feeling like a lamb heading for slaughter as we made our way down the winding mountain terrain. We were deep in the mountains now, if the broken asphalt and the lack of civilization to be seen anywhere were any indication. Izmel had given us all the coordinates to the
