Back at BloodFall Pack…
Saxon stood stiffly in the study, his head slightly bowed in respect as he finished delivering his report. Devon sat behind the wide obsidian desk, fingers steepled, his expression unreadable—until the final words left Saxon’s mouth.
“…the investigation is complete, Beta Devon. There is no doubt about it anymore. Jordan Kadel is not male. She is Alpha Kadel’s daughter, Philipa of Crestmoon Pack. She has been hiding in the academy under a false identity.”
For a heartbeat, the room was silent.
Then Devon laughed.
It was low, satisfied, almost triumphant. He leaned back in his chair, eyes glinting with vindication. “I knew it,” he said softly. “I knew Kadel was lying. That coward thought he could outsmart BloodFall.”
Saxon remained silent, though his jaw tightene
