The falcon soared through the darkening sky, swift and silent, its sharp eyes scanning the land below. Clutched tightly in its claw was a sealed letter—marked with the sigil only Zara’s secret spies would recognize.
Outside the borders of Damian’s territory, the three spies spotted the falcon landing near the ridge. One of them stepped forward, carefully taking the letter from its claws. With tense silence, they read the message.
Their faces darkened.
Without wasting time, they slipped through hidden paths until they reached the rogue hills, where Zara waited in a guarded shack.
When she read the letter, her hands trembled.
The female spy had succeeded. The Gamma was in. The plan to strike at Damian from within had begun. But what chilled Zara most... was what would come next.
She sh
