KNOX
They sent two.
Which was interesting, because the council usually sent three when they wanted to make an impression, which meant Reth had decided this was a message rather than an action. I watched them come up the building steps from the penthouse window at eight in the morning and thought about the difference between a warning and a declaration and which one this was intended to be.
They delivered the order at the door. Standard language — formal pack legal, the kind they print on paper that's meant to feel heavy — declaring the twins property of the Blackthorn Pack pending Alpha remand, requiring their transfer to pack territory within seventy-two hours.
I took the papers.
I read them.
Riley read them over my shoulder. I felt the moment she reached the key clause — the twins'
