CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Ferox took us swiftly down the northern road and I couldn’t help but notice with a shudder that the further we traveled the fewer houses there were until they stopped altogether. After five bouncy miles, Ferox slowed and turned us off onto a leftward road. The new path traveled only a half mile before we were stopped by a wall of trees and brush.
I looked around for any signs of life or any evidence the road had continued onward in some past life, but there was nothing. “Nice spot for a murder,” I mused as Ben helped me down from the carriage.
“The woods are patrolled by the werewolves,” Ben assured me. I wasn’t really that assured as I felt my courage drain from me. Ben took my hand and I looked up to find him smiling at me. “There’s no need to worry. I would mak
