Chapter 41

Adrian's POV I returned to the packhouse with my mind still processing the evidence from the northern building.The glove. The scent transfers. The link between Cassandra and the technician. Everything pointed to a coordinated effort, and I needed time to organize my next move.But time wasn't something I had.My phone buzzed. A message from Councilwoman Marsh.Emergency council meeting. Conference room. One hour.I stared at the screen. An emergency meeting now, when every second mattered in finding Stefan, felt like the worst possible timing.But I couldn't ignore the council. Not when they held authority over pack decisions.I drove back to the packhouse and arrived with ten minutes to spare. The conference wing was already occupied. Several council members sat around the long table, their faces serious. The glass walls made the room feel exposed, like everything happening inside was on display for the entire pack.I took my seat at the head of the table. Tried to project confiden

Last Updated : 2025-12-07

CHAPTER 42

Dawson's PovIf stress had a smell, Adrian wore it like cologne but not the "fresh linen" kind, more like "burnt toast and coffee," and honestly, who could blame him. I’d been tracking the tech’s movements like a dog with a bone all morning, but the thing that kept most of my attention wasn’t rogue maintenance logs or deleted camera files. It was Adrian, and how he was fraying at the edges in real time.I walked back into the packhouse hoping for a clear plan and found instead a hurricane of paper. Maps, printouts, sticky notes clinging to everything like evidence had wallpapered the strategy room. Adrian was right in the middle of it, looking like someone who’d lost a very important argument with a spreadsheet. He wasn’t organizing — oh no. He was doing the exact opposite of organization: flipping, grabbing, tearing his eyes from one page to the next before the thought could finish."Adrian," I called. "You seen the perimeter checks? Tyler wants the west lane secured."He flipped a p

Last Updated : 2025-12-10

Chapter 43

Adrian's Pov I left the council chamber like I’d been unstitched. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t look at anyone. The hall kept going and going until the weight of the decision had time to set in properly. Losing the title felt like someone had taken a piece of me, it was not just a name on a door. It was permission to open things, to pull threads, to get people to move. Without it everything felt locked behind polite faces and new rules.I went straight to my father’s office because it was the only place that made noise I could stand. The guards did not stop me. They looked at me like you look at someone you have loved and are not sure what you are supposed to do next. The room smelled the same, the only difference was that the air around it no longer hummed with my authority.Maps lay where I had left them, scent notes folded into a corner, paper like a fragile city. Every time I tried to pin the investigation down the bond pinged and pulled, useless and constant. Stefan’s fear thr

Last Updated : 2025-12-10

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Chapter 41

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