Audrey’s POV
The air inside the packhouse felt heavy, thick with unspoken words.
No one said anything as we made our way through the halls, but I could feel it… the tension clinging to us like a second skin.
We had barely made it back alive.
And the elders would not be happy.
Luke walked beside me, his steps measured, his expression unreadable. Mira and Aiden followed close behind, their eyes scanning every corner as if expecting another attack.
I forced my breathing to stay steady. We needed to stay ahead.
When we reached Luke’s office, he pushed the door open without a word.
The moment we stepped inside, Aiden shut the door behind us.
No one spoke for a moment. Then Luke exhaled sharply and leaned against his desk.
"Talk," he said, his voice calm but firm. "Tell me everything."
