Strategy

Strategy

Coal

I managed to crash for about an hour before heading it out. It wasn't much sleep, but at this point, every little bit helped.

Ryder was already waiting for me in the truck, head reclined back, eyes closed. The snarling bass beat of some metal song pounded through the earbuds connected to his phone.

There was no movement to his body. I wasn't sure he was even awake. Rather than startle him with my physical presence, I reached through our mind-link.

I'm here.

Yeah, I know. Came his reply.

I opened the door and tossed my bag of extra clothes and supplies in the backseat next to his.

Thankfully, I hadn't run into my father since his vile sentencing of Brinley, and I was just fine with that. I was still filled with rage and needed the car ride to get myself under control.

"Where are we headed?" I asked.

Ryder replied without opening his eyes or lifting his head, "White Fang. Onyx Moon and the Druid Alphas will also be there."

I gritted my teeth. Onyx Moon, that meant that wol