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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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turned up

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midday, frustration had set in. Warrick slumped against the side of the training arena, his hand raking through his

muttered. “She’s sneaky, but she’s not stupid. If she’s hiding

of him,

themselves, and Alina doesn’t strike me as

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

my footsteps, my eyes drifting toward the packhouse. “Her

Warrick frowned. “What stash?”

got one,” I said, my voice whittling down to

different. We just have to figure out

the packhouse, working our way methodically through every room we knew and every crawl space

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the creak of a floorboard, the rustle

Warrick said after the hundredth empty drawer. “This

insisted, though my own resolve

to waver.

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

he said, his

side, my

grasped the stone, pulled and tugged it with grunting efforts, for it came loose. It showed a

muttered, pulling the bundle

were letters, each one

the pack, someone she referred to

to sow discord, and

my blood run cold. It

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old mill tomorrow

then.”

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mill?” Warrick repeated, turning to me. “We have one of these

miles to the east near the river, I think it has not been

then. “She is up to something. And we just

note and tucked it into my pocket. “We have

this to Aurora.”

arm. “If we accuse Alina now, she’ll just deny it. But if

balance

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

stood wordlessly in the dim light of the packhouse, the weight of what we’d uncovered

on the fragile papers.

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I asked,

clenching. “Wel keep our heads down. If Alina

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