Raphael placed the photograph on the table in front of his brother without saying a word.
Caden looked at it for a moment, his head tilted slightly, and then he smiled. That easy, familiar smile that had been a constant in Raphael's life for as long as he could remember.
Nothing tight about it.
Nothing forced.
Just Caden, relaxed, unbothered, looking at a surveillance photograph of a masked figure meeting Serena in a forest pack like it was mildly interesting news.
"That's an old contact," Caden said, leaning back in his chair, "I met him a few years back through the eastern alliance network, does occasional consulting work for pack security operations, I wouldn't have thought much about it."
Raphael kept his hands flat on the table. "You brought him into this pack three months ag
