The night air was cool, carrying the distant hum of the pack and the faint scent of smoke from torches.
Kael and Edris walked along the winding roads outside the packhouse, their clothing plain, their faces smudged with dust and a hint of grime. Travelers. That was the story they told anyone who glanced their way. Nothing more, nothing less. They had come to the pack to gather information, see what they can find to be able to expose Silas and help selena be reinstated as the rightful heir.
Ronan had stayed back at the cave to tend to Selena needs.
The red moon pack loomed ahead, lights flickering in the windows, shadows moving inside. The two brothers moved carefully, eyes scanning, ears alert. Every detail mattered. Even the smallest slip could cost them everything.
They got to the pack bar and decided to see what they could find.
