Tyler’s POV
The offer comes folded in a runner’s hand from the lake pack. The name outside, Cindy, Alpha’s daughter, tells me what kind of trouble it is. She is one of the few pieces of my old life that still knows how to find me.
When I went rogue, I sent one letter back into that world, to her. Since then, every few months a short note has found me: patrol gossip, a bad joke, elders complaining she still hasn’t settled down.
This one is different. Technical consultant. Drills. Defense overhaul. Paid.
I see new boots, better gear, Lily’s shelves full.
My answer should be quick, easy: yes.
But then: will Ruby come with us?
The thought doesn’t creep in; it slams. One moment, gear and logistics. Then her. Hair tied back, eyes narrowed in the ring. Warriors straightening when she passe
