: Serpents in the Garden
Three months into her pregnancy, Aria found the first warning – a black rose on her pillow, petals dusted with wolfsbane powder. Viktor's reaction had been apocalyptic, especially after they discovered their bedroom's security had been breached while she napped.
Now, a week later, she stood in their fortified compound watching Viktor interrogate yet another Council spy. Their bond thrummed with his barely contained rage. He was pissed someone got this close to me. I could feel his rage as he yelled for answers.
"The Council is dead," Viktor's voice was deceptively soft as he circled the bleeding wolf. "I killed them myself. So explain to me how their orders keep coming."
"You didn't get them all." The spy coughed blood. "The Inner Circle... they've been hidden
