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Over the next few days, the silence in the packhouse wasn’t peaceful anymore. It was a warning. Every creak of the wooden floors felt like footsteps sneaking away. Every whisper stopped when I entered a room. Something was wrong. I could feel it like a splinter under my skin.
Cole had reported seeing Clara’s car near the perimeter fence two nights ago. She had no reason for her to be there especially not after the way she and Selene had hurt Amy. I needed proof. I’d learned the hard way that accusing without evidence only caused division.
But tonight, proof didn’t matter. Instinct did.
I’d doubled the night patrols, and ordered extra men on the borders. I told them it was a training exercise. The last thing I needed was panic spreading through the ranks.
The pack was already tense. Since Selene slithered back into town, everything had shifted- loyalties, trust, even the way people greeted Amy had changed. She tried to pretend she didn’t notice, but I did.
I always noticed. By midnight, the house was too quiet. My head pounded from excessive pacing. I tried focusing on the reports spread across my desk, but the words blurred together.
Missing supplies, unauthorized movements near the southern woods and now, one of my best men–Carter hadn’t reported back. That wasn’t like him.
The front door opened softly behind me and Amy stepped in, wearing one of my shirts, her hair was still damp from the shower. She looked calm, but I could see the worry in her eyes.
“Still no word?” she asked, voice low.
I shook my head. “Nothing. He should’ve checked in hours ago.”
“Maybe he got caught up in something minor,” she offered, trying to sound hopeful.
“No,” I said. “Carter doesn’t make mistakes.” I ran a hand through my hair, frustration enveloping me. “Something’s happening, Amy. And I think it’s connected to Selene and maybe to Elias.”
Her brow furrowed. “Elias? What could he possibly-”
“His files,” I cut in. “Before he traveled that time, he was tracking something–or someone. Half the pages were coded. I thought it was about rogue activity, but what if it wasn’t?”
Amy stepped closer. “You’re scaring me, Daniel.”
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“Good,” I said quietly. “Because I’m scared too.”
She stared at me then, as if seeing the cracks I tried to hide. “You can’t do this alone. Whatever this is, you have me.”
“I know you do,” I said, meeting her gaze. “But I need to keep you safe. There’s a difference.”
Her expression hardened. “You think I can’t protect myself?”
“That’s not it-”
“Then what is it?” she snapped, stepping in front of me. “You keep shutting me out like I’m a fragile human, Daniel. I’m not. Stop treating me like I’ll break. You tell me that I should involve you where as you don’t want to involve me? Why would we laugh together and I can’t share in your pain?”
Her voice trembled, not from fear but from anger. And she was right. I’d built walls around her out of love, but those same walls were starting to suffocate us both.
I exhaled and looked away. “If you knew what I’ve seen… what I’ve done to keep this pack standing-”
“Then tell me,” she interrupted. “Stop carrying it alone. If we’re going to make this work, you need to let me in.”
I hesitated, then the truth slipped out. “I think someone inside is feeding information to the Alpha of the South.”
Her eyes widened. “You’re serious?”
“Cole thinks Clara’s involved,” I said. “And Selene’s too quiet. That woman doesn’t breathe without a plan.”
Amy shook her head, disbelief mixing with anger. “We can’t accuse them without proof. It’ll tear the pack apart.”
“It’s already tearing apart,” I said flatly. “I can feel it.”
The tension thickened until she sighed and took my hand. “You’re scaring yourself into paranoia. Promise me you won’t lose yourself in this.”
I wanted to promise. I really did. But something deep inside told me that this wasn’t just politics or jealousy–this was war brewing under our noses.
I brushed my thumb along her cheek. “I’ll try.”
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Her eyes softened. “That’s not a promise.”
“No.” I admitted. “It’s not.”
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Then she reached for me, and all that tension, worry, fear, and anger all faded away as we kissed deeply. She clung to me like she was trying to pull the weight off my shoulders. For a moment, the world outside didn’t exist.
We kept kissing deeply and passionately and it was like time itself faded and nothing else mattered. I just wanted to remain lost in the labyrinth of the moment.
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