Lucian
Darian and I rushed home right after the meeting. The air between us was tight with unspoken thoughts, the weight of what we had to do hanging like a storm cloud.
I didn’t know how I was going to break the news to Mara. But I had to.
Whether she liked it or not, Mistwood was no longer a place we could avoid. Chase Nighthorn was baiting us, leaving breadcrumb trails that all led to that one place. He wanted us there.
Needed us there. And that alone made it more dangerous than we were ready for.
But if I was going to protect this pack, protect her, then I needed to know what Chase was doing in Mistwood... and why he had such easy access.
Our military strength was fractured. Trust was eroding. We couldn’t afford to sit back and hope it resolved itself. We had to go straight into
