Audrey’s POV
The tension in the air didn’t fade as we walked back to the packhouse.
I could feel the eyes on me. The whispers. The doubt that Lena had planted.
She had done exactly what she wanted—made them question me.
Mira sighed, shaking her head. "I hate her."
Aiden muttered, "Get in line."
I exhaled. "She’s not going to stop."
Luke didn’t respond right away. He walked beside me, quiet, calculating.
Then he said, "No, she won’t. Which means we have to be smarter."
I frowned. "How?"
Luke’s gaze flickered with something unreadable. "By letting her believe she’s winning."
Mira scoffed. "That’s risky."
Luke smirked. "Only if we lose."
Aiden sighed. "So what’s the plan?"
Luke met my gaze. "We do nothing."
I blinked. "Nothing?"
His expression didn’t change. "Not yet."
I clen
