Audrey’s POV
We carried the fallen warrior back to the packhouse in silence.
The weight of his death hung over us like a storm cloud, pressing down with every step.
When we reached the clearing, the pack was already gathering. Word must have spread fast.
Whispers filled the air as wolves stepped closer, their eyes flickering between the lifeless body and me.
I could feel the tension—the doubt.
Lena had spent weeks planting seeds of suspicion, and now, with a warrior dead under my watch, I could already see it.
She wouldn’t even have to say anything.
The pack was thinking it.
I clenched my jaw, straightening my shoulders as we placed the body down carefully.
Luke and Aiden stepped forward, their eyes scanning the scene, taking everything in.
Luke’s gaze locked onto mine. "What ha
