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Chapter Fifty Six POV: Kael DravonSera came to find me the morning after Damien had been in her garden and I knew about Damien being in her garden because I had a guard on the outer perimeter of her household that she did not know about and had not known about since the night the testing stone went black, because whatever else was uncertain right now her safety was not something I was leaving to chance.She walked into the elder's meeting room where I had been working since before dawn and she closed the door behind her and looked at me across the table with that expression she wore when she had already decided something and was coming to deliver the decision rather than discuss it."Damien was here last night," she said."I know," I said.Something moved across her face. "You know.""I have had someone watching your outer perimeter since the ceremony," I said. "I was going to tell you.""When," she said."When the timing was not going to make it sound like surveillance rather than

Chapter Fifty Seven POV: Kael DravonKelvin put the final file on my desk at midnight and I had been waiting for it since the moment I sent him back to Pack Dravon three days ago with one instruction: find everything, confirm everything, leave nothing unverified.He had found everything.I read it from the first page to the last without stopping and when I finished I sat back and looked at the ceiling and felt the specific cold of a man who has just had the last thing he was hoping was not true confirmed in writing with documented evidence and witness accounts and financial records that went back further than the day I ever selected Zara from a list of suitable Luna candidates.Further than that. Considerably further.I stood up and walked to the window and looked out at the dark settlement and breathed through everything sitting in my chest and thought about the day I had stood in my council room and looked at that list and felt nothing when I selected her name and told myself that

Chapter Fifty FivePOV: SeraI did not sleep.I sat by the window where Damien had thrown that stone and watched the dark settle into the deeper dark that comes right before morning, and I turned his words over so many times that by the time the sky started to grey at the edges I had worn them smooth, like stones in a riverbed, like something I had been carrying so long I no longer felt the weight of it.The vial. The full moon window. Zara's lie about the child she was not carrying.I believed him.That was the part that frightened me most, not the conspiracy itself, but how quickly I believed it. Two months of watching Lyra's face do things that did not match her words. Two months of feeling something cold settle in my chest every time she touched my arm and called me sister. I had been carrying the suspicion already. Damien had not given me something new. He had given me language for something I already knew, and there is a particular kind of fear that comes from having your worst

Chapter Fifty Four POV: DamienReuel found me at nightfall exactly like he said he would.He came alone and he came without announcing himself and his wolf was fully back which I felt before I heard his footsteps, that dominant pressure of him filling the space around the hollow tree like something that had been compressed and was now expanding back to its natural size, and I stood up from where I had been crouching and faced him and waited.He looked at me for a long moment and then he said, "I want to know who sent you.""That is not something I am giving you tonight," I said."Then this conversation is short," he said."My Alpha's identity does not change what I heard at that wall," I said. "And it does not change what is going to happen to Sera if we spend the next hour arguing about information that is not relevant to the immediate problem."He was quiet. His wolf pushed against mine and I held my ground and did not push back because pushing back against a dominant Alpha when yo

Chapter Fifty Three POV: DamienReuel ran the same patrol pattern every morning before sunrise and I knew this because I had been watching him for six days and men like Reuel, men who were confident enough in their dominance that caution felt beneath them, always ran the same pattern.It was the thing that got dominant wolves killed more than anything else. Not stronger enemies. Not a better strategy. Routine. The comfortable arrogance of a man who had never once had a reason to believe the outer dark was watching him back.I pressed myself flat against the eastern wall of the outer settlement and waited and felt my wolf run low and quiet the way I had trained it to run, pressed down into something that did not announce itself, that did not push against the air around it the way dominant wolves pushed, that simply existed in the space without taking up any of the space.I heard him before I saw him.His footsteps were heavy in the way of a man who had never learned to move like he

Chapter Fifty Two POV: Damien I had been in the shadows of this territory for three weeks and nobody knew I was here and that was exactly how I needed it to stay. Patience was the one thing my Alpha had beaten into me before everything else, before strategy, before combat, before the politics of rogue networks and border intelligence, patience first, always patience, because the wolves who moved too fast were the wolves who ended up in holding rooms getting slapped by women they had underestimated and escorted out of territories they had spent months infiltrating. I knew about that from personal experience. I watched from the tree line the night of the ceremony when the testing stone went black and I watched Lyra go down and I watched Zara appear from nowhere like she had rehearsed the exact moment, and I thought, there it is, that is the play I would have made, and I felt something close to admiration before