Inside, we found evidence of a hasty search—drawers partially closed, items slightly displaced. Books had been pulled from shelves and carelessly restacked, cushions left askew."They were looking for something specific," Kane observed. "But they didn't know what they were looking for.""Or where to
"Giana will be occupied with her honor ceremony preparations for at least six hours," I said, reviewing the schedule I'd obtained from Raymond's assistant. "It's the perfect opportunity to check Marcus's hunting lodge."The preparations for Giana's ceremony had consumed the pack's attention for days
"These symbols correspond to pack territories," he explained. "If I'm interpreting this correctly, they've been positioning agents in multiple high-ranking packs, not just ours."The sound of approaching vehicles froze us in place."Hide," Kane whispered urgently, guiding me toward a small storage c
"My sources have tracked Lydia to an isolated cabin in the neutral territory," Kane explained, spreading a map across the table. "If we move quickly, we might catch her before she relocates again."The map was marked with meticulous precision, Kane's intelligence training evident in the detailed not
The day of Marcus's funeral dawned clear and cold, the autumn air crisp with frost that glittered like diamonds in the early light. Werewolves from all territories gathered to pay respects to the fallen Alpha, creating a rare display of unity among normally territorial packs.The ceremonial grounds
When Raymond stepped away briefly to speak with an elder, Giana moved closer to me, her voice honeyed but threatening."Don't think his grief will make him vulnerable to your influence," she warned, her smile never faltering though her eyes hardened. "Raymond knows where his future lies—and it's not