ALARIC POV
From Portland to “The Cage” was a long drive, the place was in the middle of no-man’s land, almost halfway between Crescent Moon and Colorado.
That was probably why neither Caelin nor I had ever stepped into anything related to it.
Too far from our packs. Too far out of our normal radar.
After this though? I wasn’t planning on leaving anything unattended.
If this mess had taught me something, it was that you can’t leave anything to fate—you have to act on your instincts, your fears, and follow your gut even when it drags you somewhere you don’t want to go.
And my gut told me this was just the tip of an iceberg.
One I was going to crack open.
The place didn’t look like anything special.
In my mind I had been expecting a fort of some sort, wolves everywhere, impressive se
