The Shadow Creek Pack's territory was silvery illuminated by the high moon hanging in the heavens. The night was shockingly quiet, the usual rustle of leaves and distant howls absent as though the forest itself were holding its breath. My heart raced as I returned to the center of the pack; knowledge of the approaching treachery drove every step. Every word from the overheard conversation kept reminding me of the threat that was approaching me.
Ethan and Liam were already in a furious argument with the other council members when I arrived to the main hall. Their faces were set in sharp determination, the weight of leadership pressing down on them. My pulse thumping in my ears, I stopped at the doorway. How could I relate what I had heard to them? How could I live with the knowledge that o
