ARIA'S POV Alpha Vane's territory was three hours east on flat road. We left before noon. Caelan, me, and Kael, with two of Silas's fighters riding far enough behind to be deniable but close enough to matter. Mira had argued to come. I'd told her someone competent needed to stay with Darius and she'd accepted that because it was true, not because she was happy about it. Kael slept in the wrap Mira had fashioned from a blanket. Tight against my chest, warm, completely indifferent to the politics of her own existence. I envied that. The road was quiet. Open farmland on both sides, sparse tree cover, the kind of terrain that made you visible from a long way off. Intentional, probably. Vane's territory had the feeling of somewhere that didn't like surprises. "Tell me about him," I said. Caelan rode beside me, close enough to reach me if the horse spooked. "Older. Been Alpha of the eastern territories for thirty years. Traditionalist, but the functional kind. More interested in his
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