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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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frustration had set in. Warrick slumped against the side of the training arena, his

not stupid. If she’s hiding something, it’s probably somewhere we’d

paced in front of

Notes don’t write themselves, and Alina doesn’t strike me as the type to

is it?” Warrick snapped, the heat in

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

Warrick frowned. “What stash?”

said, my voice whittling down to bone with

no different. We

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

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the creak of a floorboard, the rustle of

the hundredth empty drawer. “This is

insisted, though my own resolve was

to waver.

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

said, his

to his side, my heart

showed a small, hallowed

pulling the

were letters, each one more damning than

between Alina and someone outside the pack, someone she

destabilize leadership, to sow discord, and to exploit

particular, made my blood run cold.

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then.”

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turning to me. “We have

nodded, barely in a whisper. “Some few miles to the east near

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

note and tucked it into my pocket.

this to Aurora.”

Warrick said, his hand clamping around my arm. “If we accuse Alina now, she’ll just deny it. But if we can catch her in the

of what hung in the balance weighing upon me like a boulder. “Tomorrow night,

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

wordlessly in the dim light of the packhouse, the weight of what we’d uncovered weighing heavier with

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

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

a hand through his hair, his jaw clenching. “Wel keep our heads down. If Alina gets wind that we’ve found. these…” He didn’t need to

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