Chapter 23

Christina's POV The Sabreridge pack's pack house sat majestically atop a private hill, as if the Alpha bloodline that owned it was too powerful to share territory with common wolves. The only way up was a winding mountain road that made my stomach lurch with each twist and turn. Lately, all anyone in the northern territories could talk about was the elusive Alpha of the Sabreridge pack.Word was he'd returned from overseas and was a serious contender for Alpha King. It was like some celebrity politician running for president or something.At this point, my curiosity was burning to see what caused such commotion among the packs. Traffic crawled up the mountain as the northern territories' elite wolf families clogged the road with their luxury cars. We hadn't even reached the summit when Ysolde told our driver to pull over. She exited first while I followed, tugging my dress down an inch—a futile effort. I was already uncomfortable with the exposure, preferring practical clothing over this