The Nightshade packhouse, usually bustling with activity and the hum of conversation, had transformed into a space thick with suspicion. The betrayal had cast a dark shadow over the pack, and every interaction felt like a careful dance, one where trust was now a fragile thread that could snap at any moment.
Amara and Darius moved purposefully through the halls, their minds set on uncovering the truth behind Killian’s escape. The weight of what lay ahead was palpable, but Amara felt a fire burning within her. She wasn’t going to let fear paralyze her, not when everything she had fought for was at stake. This was her home, her family, and she would do whatever it took to protect it.
As they approached the central chamber where the council and higher-ranking warriors had gathered, Amara’s m
