Chapter 20

He leads me to an old, brown, beat-up pickup truck in the parking lot. “I though alphas always had nice cars?” I ask as I’m examining the car wondering if it could even make a ninety-minute drive in these mountains.

“I think you’ll find I am quite different from the other alphas you have known,” he chuckles as he opens the door for me, “and my pack is quite different from the other packs as well.” Smiling he closes my door and walks around the truck to the driver side.

We talked a little during the drive to his pack, but it was mostly silent. He didn’t even turn on the radio or any music. I got the impression that he didn’t want to reveal too much before we arrived, so I kept my eyes trained on the view out the window as we wound around the mountain roads. Occasionally I’d glance over at Silas, but he kept his eyes focused on the road and didn’t seem bothered by my eyes on him.

Ninety minutes later, just as he promised, we pulled up to an old metal gate that didn’t look like i