Audrey’s POV
The packhouse was already awake when we arrived.
I could feel the eyes on us as we rode through the gates. Wolves gathered in small groups, whispering, watching.
They knew something had happened.
And they were waiting for us to tell them what.
Mira muttered under her breath. "I hate this feeling."
Aiden sighed. "Welcome home."
Luke didn’t say anything. He dismounted first, his expression unreadable. He was always good at hiding what he was thinking, but right now, I could feel it, something was bothering him.
I slid off my horse, keeping my back straight, refusing to show weakness.
Because Lena was waiting.
She stood near the entrance of the packhouse, arms crossed, a carefully neutral expression on her face.
But I saw the flicker of interest in her eyes.
She wante
