Raul’s smile hadn’t moved. It sat on his face like he’d earned it, wide and loose and completely sure of itself.
"Co-Luna is my woman." He said it the way people say things they’ve been holding onto for too long, finally getting to set it down in front of someone. "And Bryan is my son." He let that land before continuing. "Play along, keep your mouth shut around Co-Luna, and nothing has to happen to you. Simple as that."
Damon stood very still.
It was the kind of still that happens when your body is processing something faster than your face can keep up with.
The cold moved through him slow and thorough, starting somewhere in his chest and spreading outward. He wanted to grab Raul by the collar. He wanted to do considerably worse than that. But Seraphine’s voice lived in the back of his head the way it always did when he was about to do something she’d want him to hold off on.
Wait, it said. Not yet.
He breathed through it.
The moon festival. That was the window. With Alpha Voren being a coward, it could be a great opportunity to bring Seraphine back to the pack to expose all of Daisy’s evil deeds.
He kept his expression easy. Unbothered. The kind of face that gave Raul exactly what he wanted to see.
"To keep your secret," Damon said, his voice perfectly level, "make sure Co-Luna never finds out that I know anything."
Raul’s chest expanded. He looked like a man who’d just won something.
"I knew I could trust you." He stretched the words out, satisfied and slow. "This stays right here between us."
Damon held the smile until he was outside. The door shut behind him and the smile was gone before he reached the bottom step.
He kept walking, past the road, past the treeline, deeper into the woods until the nearest house was far enough behind him that sound stopped traveling cleanly.
Then he pulled out his phone. He was about to call Seraphine when he remembered something important, and mind linked one of the warriors.
I need you watching Raul from tonight. He was one of the pack’s strongest warriors, a man he trusted more than most. Everything. What he eats, who comes to his door, where he goes, what time he sleeps. I want it all.
Yes, Beta Damon. The response came back clean and fast.
And keep it off the Alpha’s radar. Damon added before closing the link. He has enough pulling at him right now. This one stays with me.
He walked another hundred yards deeper into the woods, found a spot where the wind moved through at the right angle to carry sound away rather than toward, and dialed.
One ring. "Sera, you are not going to believe this."
"Nothing surprises me anymore." Seraphine’s voice came back dry and tired in the particular way that meant she’d already been through too much tonight to brace for impact. "Just say it."
Seraphine closed her eyes for exactly one second. How to explain Voren. Where to even begin with that. "He’s the one who pulled the information out of the rogue tonight. He was ready to drive straight to the pack himself and I couldn’t have that, so I called you instead."
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