A couple of days had gone by since I killed Logan. The search for traitors started all over again, but weirdly enough, the pack was utterly quiet. Everything was settling down; it seemed that Logan was the only one actually causing trouble, and killing him had put an end to the internal conflicts. But what he told me kept ringing in my ears: there’s more of us than you can count.
I realized being paranoid would only complicate things even further, so I decided to work with what I had. Beau and Natalie had proven to be extremely valuable allies who could bring me information on both old and new members of Mariners Moon. They were certain no one else was working to dethrone me, whether because they were afraid to act after what happened to the traitor, or because there had never been any mo
