The air inside the Alpha’s house always smelled the same. Polished wood, faint cigar smoke, and something colder underneath, like secrets trapped between the walls.
Talon and I slipped through the side door just after midnight, our footsteps barely making a sound on the marble floor. The whole packhouse was silent, except for the steady hum of the generators outside. My pulse was loud in my ears, louder than I wanted it to be.
“Are you sure about this?” I whispered.
Talon’s hand brushed mine as we crept down the hall. “I need to see for myself. If what your father said is true…if my father’s been lying all this time…then I can’t just stand by.”
There was something in his voice that scared me more than the risk of being caught. Determination. Anger and a lot of betrayal.
The Alpha’s st
