We drove back to the pack and parked in front of the packhouse. Holden stayed downstairs while I went up to the penthouse. I walked to Caleb’s office and knocked on the door.
“Come in!” Caleb called out, so I opened the door and Adam and I stepped inside.
“Lee, I’m glad you’re here,” Caleb said, his voice steady yet laced with concern. “I wanted to discuss something important with you today.”
“You did? What’s on your mind?” I inquired, sensing the weight behind his words.
“The head warrior paid me a visit earlier,” Caleb explained, leaning forward slightly. “He mentioned your request for stealth warriors to tail Opal and keep tabs on her activities.”
“Exactly,” I affirmed, my conviction clear. “I have a strong hunch that Opal is up to something that goes beyond our current understandi
