I took a deep breath, the weight of the situation pressing down on me. The adrenaline was still buzzing in my veins, but the tension in the air hadn’t fully dissipated. Thomas lay there beneath me, panting, his pulse thundering in his neck.
He wasn’t going anywhere, but I needed answers, and I wasn’t in the mood to play games. He knew far too much, and I had just learned a whole lot more about Reynard’s treachery. Still, something didn’t sit right. I needed to be sure.
“What proof do you have that Reynard is the supplier?” I asked, my voice sharp, the cold steel of suspicion creeping in. “For all I know, you could be lying, trying to get both our packs to tear each other apart.”
Thomas’s body stiffened beneath me. He was caught between a rock and a hard place. I could feel his hesitati
