Mated to Her Alpha Instructor (Eileen and Regis) novel Chapter 223

Mated to Her Alpha Instructor

Chapter 223

Eileen

“No sign of him,” Kieran admitted. “We’ve had scouts combing the border areas, but it’s like he vanished. Though…” He hesitated. “We have had scattered reports of unknown wolves near the border. Nothing concrete, just glimpses. Could be unaffiliated wanderers, but the

timing feels suspicious.”

I felt a chill run down my spine. Silas wouldn’t just disappear. Not after everything Regis and Alfred had uncovered.

“The training camp?” Regis asked Garrick.

“Running smoothly, Commander,” Garrick replied in his gravelly voice. “The new medical training is popular–warriors like knowing they can help their packmates in the field. Morale is good overall, though…” He scratched his jaw. “There’s been some grumbling about Elder Cornelius being confined. Some of the older warriors don’t like it. They remember when he had more influence.”

“Noted, Regis said. “Keep an eye on any who seem particularly vocal about it. I want to know if anyone tries to organize dissent.”

“Yes, sir.”

I’d been quiet during most of the meeting, but now I found myself speaking up. “The fact that Silas disappeared so completely bothers me. It’s too clean. Too convenient.” I looked at Regis. “And if Cornelius’s supporters are already restless…”

“You think they’re connected, Regis finished for me.

‘Don’t you?” I met his gaze steadily. “Cornelius was working with the shadow packs. Silas is from the shadow packs. Now Silas vanishes just as Cornelius is confined? That’s not coincidence.”

Kieran let out a low whistle. “She’s got a point.”

Regis’s jaw tightened. “I know. I’ve been thinking the same thing.” He looked at Garrick. “Double the guard rotations at the training camp. No one enters or leaves without being logged. And Kieran, increase patrols around the outpost perimeter, I want regular check–ins every two hours.

“What about the staff?” I asked quietly. “Should we warn them?”

“Last night, apparently. The guards were drugged–medical supplies stolen from the infirmary stock. He cleared out his personal belongings and left a note. Regis’s hands tightened on the letter, crinkling the paper. “Father has search parties out, but there’s been no sign of him.”

“He had help,” I said immediately. “He must have. Someone got him those drugs, helped him plan-*

“I know.” Regis set the letter down carefully, as though afraid he’d tear it apart otherwise. “Which means he has collaborators still in

place. People we haven’t identified yet.”

The implications crashed over me like a wave. Cornelius was out there somewhere, angry and desperate and connected to the shadow packs. Silas was missing. And we were all sitting here at a medical outpost with only basic defenses.

“What do we do?” I asked quietly.

Regis stood and came around the desk to me, pulling me gently to my feet and into his arms. “We stay alert. We trust no one outside our inner circle. And we keep you and Nina safe at all costs.”