I spent the afternoon wandering through the forest after carefully cutting back some of the fireheart, leaving some leaves to die.
I was trying to re-calculate my plan, and sitting inside made everything seem more jumbled. My plans were vague, at best, and that used to be an advantage. I saw how hard it was to stick to something concrete, especially when d.eath was involved.
I wasn’t naive enough to believe that there wouldn’t be external involvement. I just banked on Alpha Raymond’s arrogance; I didn’t think that someone outside would send someone in. I wished I could find out who sent The Hunter and who their spies were. In the end, it didn’t matter. My mask was airtight even when talking to the Omegas.
Alpha Raymond called him, so he must not have been part of this pack. Even if I
