He laid it out clean to them.
The sixth post. Someone had uploaded a direct claim that Victor Thorne had been false-fully accused.
Callum had seen it within forty minutes of it going up and had it scrubbed from every platform it appeared on within three hours. Fast enough that the spread was minimal. But not fast enough that nobody saw it.
"How many people saw it," Sebastian said.
"Enough," Nicholas said. "Callum estimates maybe sixty accounts across three forums before it came down. Most of them pack members from smaller territories. Nobody with direct connection to us."
"But someone will talk," Lucian said.
"Someone always talks," Nicholas agreed. "Which is why we need to move faster on identifying the source." He looked at both brothers. "Eli traced the account that posted it. Brand new. Created forty eight hours before the post went up. No history. No other activity." He paused. "But the IP address puts it inside Shadowmere territory."
Sebastian’s jaw tightened.
"Shadowmere," he said.
"Yes."
Lucian leaned forward now. The smile gone. Something sharper replacing it. "Someone inside Shadowmere is building this deliberately. Post by post. Each one closer to the truth than the last."
"Yes," Nicholas said.
"Do we have a name."
"Not yet. Finn is inside Shadowmere territory now through back channels. He will have something for us by tonight or tomorrow morning." Nicholas closed the file. "Until then nobody says anything to Lilith. She already knows the post claimed her father was false-fully accused and murdered. She came to me few hours ago."
Both brothers looked at him.
"What did you tell her?" Sebastian asked carefully.
"That we are investigating. That I will tell her the truth when we have the full picture." He held Sebastian’s gaze. "She accepted that."
"For now," Lucian said quietly.
"For now," Nicholas agreed.
The room was quiet for a moment.
Then Nicholas looked up from the desk.
"Now," he said. "The training room situation."
Neither brother moved.
Sebastian’s expression did not change.
Lucian’s almost-smile came back to his face.
Nicholas looked between them.
"The entire pack is talking," he said. His voice was completely even. "Every member who used the training ground yesterday afternoon heard everything. And what they heard is now the primary topic of conversation across the entire estate."
Sebastian shrugged with one shoulder, looking completely unbothered.
"Nobody was in there," he said.
"That is not the point," Nicholas said.
"Then what is the point?," Lucian asked.
Nicholas looked at his youngest brother.
Then at Sebastian.
Then he set down his pen and leaned back in his chair.
"She is our mate," he said. "Not a she-wolf we brought in to fuck for fun. Not pack entertainment. Our mate." He held both their gazes. "What you do with her is your business. I have nothing to say about that. But where you do it is mine." He paused. "The training ground is used by every pack member. The walls are not thick. And our mate deserves better than a training room floor."
Sebastian was quiet for a moment.
Something moved across his face.
Not defensiveness.
Something more like recognition.
"You’re right," he said.
Nicholas looked at him.

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