Chapter 405 Lucas: News From Aspen

LUCAS

"Too many strange things are happening," my beta mutters, watching our latest group of scouts head off after their report.

"It's unnerving." Vester raps his knuckles against the map in front of us. "Five missing scouts. Ryder's missing in action. There's been no news from Jericho's side in a week. The Aspen scout massacre. Ivy…"

"Something's happening. We need to figure it out."

My fingers rake through my hair as exhaustion settles deep in my bones. The map is little more than a blur in front of my unfocused eyes; I need more sleep. But I don't have time for that.

"We need more teams in these sectors." Vester points to the eastern quadrant. "Three of them went missing somewhere here."

"Three teams of four." Kellan traces a path with his finger. "If we space them out—"

A sharp electronic trill cuts through the air. We all jump, the foreign sound of a ringtone jarring after months of silence. Kellan pulls his phone from his pocket.

"It's Rowan." He taps the speaker button. "Beta Goldstein."

"Beta Ashbourne." Rowan's calm voice fills the tent. "I received your message about Ivy."

"Alpha Shadowpine is not available?"

"Alpha Shadowpine is investigating unusual rogue activity in our territory. He should return tonight to speak with you directly."

The muscles in my jaw tighten. More rogues. More problems. It isn't just us. We're all in danger, but working blind. "Beta Goldstein, Ivy's condition remains uncertain. Our Luna and best healers are working to determine the cause."

"I see. That's unfortunate." The calm in the beta's voice is betrayed by the slight crack in it.

It's tempting to keep more information to myself. After all, we have no proof of anything. Only wild theories. But Clayton—and his pack—are our allies. They deserve nothing less than transparency. "We suspect magical involvement."

follows my words. It isn't the time to say, "I'm sorry your pack members have suffered such tragedies under our protection." That conversation belongs between alphas, not their seconds. The politics of our world demand certain protocols, even

diplomatic. "Please take care of her. The Aspen Pack

for him to take over, "We still have no leads on your lost wolves,

Thank

had several casualties from feral rogues in our territory. They're not acting normal. Much like the issues you've reported happening

the paper. It sounds like

attacking without provocation, without pattern. No interest in territory or resources. It's pure aggression. We are doing our best to keep it

exchange glances. My wolf stirs, sensing the weight in Rowan's words. Aurum

received a visit from what appeared to be Fae representatives. They're searching for someone." The

floods my veins. Aurum's hackles raise as he growls in the back of my

a meeting with Alpha Shadowpine tomorrow.

sets my teeth

cloaks." Rowan's voice carries a note of

"Names?"

will attend the meeting, but..." Rowan trails

you don't trust

I thought you

have

"Of course, Alpha Westwood."

my skin, agitated by this new

"Lucas," Kellan starts.

the protective rage. "Double

both of my subordinates nod without a word. Even though she's probably drowning in guards already. We could send out several scouting parties with

thought, I glance

scenes of attacks, rogue spottings, and other pieces

his weight. "You still want

Clayton can handle them for now. And Ryder is one of

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