Ezekiel’s POV
It was much heavier than it ought to be, for just a piece of paper alone.
Although it carried some words, words that were heavier than the paper itself.
Standing beside the desk, I read the lines once more, already memorized.
The mark is calling you home, Rebecca. Stop fighting what you are. Come to me willingly, and I will tell you the truth your Alphas are too afraid to admit.
Jeremy hit his target dead on.
Not with claws.
Not with war.
But with doubt.
Slowly, I folded the letter between my fingers, already feeling the tension building in the room around me.
Rebecca was staring at me now, her green eyes filled with fear — but something else now too. Suspicion.
Matthew looked one second away from putting his fist through the wall.
Tyler stood close beside Rebe
