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PIPER

As I entered the common hall, the pungent smell of dew and pine traveled in the morning air.

My mind jumped back to the note Dane had spoken of but I had no idea as far as its contents were concerned.

The itch in my head seemed to have turned disturbing and so my eyes began searching the room for a clue of any sort.

It was a stray piece of paper on the edge of the table where Alina had sat during yesterday’s meeting half concealed under a folded napkin that first caught my eye as the hall began filling with wolves readying for the tasks of the day.

My brow furrowed as I reached for it, my fingers brushing against the rough papers.

The moment the note opened in my hand, my stomach somersaulted. The script was squeezed, rushed, and unfamiliar.

All it said was, “Keep the next move discreet. They can’t suspect. anything yet.”

I closed my fingers more tightly over the paper as my gaze flashed around the room. Alina wasn’t anywhere, yet I could sense her behind me, lurking like a ghost.

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“Warrick,” I whispered, clenching his arm as he strode into the training ground later that afternoon..

He froze mid stride, the perpetual grin on his face faltering as he took in the look on my face.

“What’s wrong?”

I held up the note, my voice low and urgent. “I found this near Alina’s seat after yesterday’s meeting. It’s. suspicious.”

He took the note from me, brows furrowing as he read. “What the hell is this?

“That’s what we need to find out,” I said, crossing my arms. “I don’t trust her, Warrick. There’s something she’s hiding, and if we don’t figure it out”

“She’s going to get away with it,” he finished, his voice hardening.

I nodded. “Exactly.”

For a moment, Warrick’s gaze flickered with hesitation. Then he sighed, shoving the note into his pocket. “All right. Where do we

start?”

We had spent hours checking her usual haunts: the storage shed near the edge of the village, the abandoned cottage she would often sneak to under the pretense of “training,” even her

quarters.

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lead turned

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Warrick slumped against the side

overthinking this,” he muttered. “She’s sneaky, but she’s not stupid.

paced in front of him,

and Alina doesn’t strike me as

the hell is it?” Warrick snapped, the heat in his frustration a match for

footsteps, my eyes drifting toward the packhouse. “Her stash,” I murmured, more to myself than to

Warrick frowned. “What stash?”

my voice whittling down

stash their secrets. Alina’s no different. We just have to figure out where

working our way methodically through every room

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and torturous the creak of a

Warrick said after the hundredth empty drawer. “This is

looking,” I insisted, though my own resolve

to waver.

to give up when Warrick stopped by the edge. His brow furrowed as he crouched, his hand

he said, his

side, my heart racing.

showed a small, hallowed place behind. There was a bundled lot of papers,

muttered, pulling

were letters, each one more

between Alina and someone outside the pack, someone she referred to

destabilize leadership, to sow discord, and to exploit the pack’s

made my blood run cold. It read:

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at the old mill tomorrow

then.”

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old mill?” Warrick repeated, turning to me. “We

the east near the river, I think it has not been in

“She is up to something. And we just got ourselves in the front

it into my pocket. “We

this to Aurora.”

yet,” Warrick said, his hand clamping around my arm. “If we accuse Alina now, she’ll just deny it.

balance weighing upon

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

of the packhouse, the weight of

my fingers clenching on the fragile papers. The mere idea of what Alina could be planning tied my stomach in

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we do until tomorrow?” I asked, my voice barely above a

down. If Alina gets wind that we’ve found. these…” He didn’t need

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