"Tell them what really happened," I said desperately to Kane, my voice carrying across the silent hall. "Tell them about the surveillance, about what we heard."Kane's response was devastating in its professional neutrality: "I can only report what I observed, not interpret motivations or mental sta
I never got the chance to regroup and plan my next move. Giana struck first, and she struck with devastating precision that spoke to months of careful planning and preparation.The next morning, before I could even process the destruction of our evidence or figure out an alternative approach, Giana
"Audio can be faked," Giana said dismissively. "Digital technology makes it so easy to manipulate recordings these days."Before I could explain the technical impossibility of faking such detailed conversations, Giana was already moving to her next strategy."Raymond," she said with perfect timing,
I didn't sleep that night. The weight of what we'd discovered pressed down on me like a physical burden, making rest impossible. Giana was planning our deaths while systematically destroying my relationship with Raymond and isolating me from any potential allies.By dawn, I'd made my decision. Evide
"The Alpha King trusts them completely," Giana continued. "Which makes them perfect targets. When they're found dead during their diplomatic mission, it will look like rival packs were responsible."The cold calculation in her voice made my blood run cold. She wasn't just planning our deaths—she was
I returned to the forest meeting site the next night, my determination overriding any concern for personal safety. Kane would follow—I knew him well enough to predict that much—but I couldn't let his emotional withdrawal stop me from gathering the evidence we desperately needed.The night was darker