Back at Alaric’s Pack..
Mira’s POV
The two guards hoisted Silas’s corpse between them, the sheet sagging like a shroud. The room emptied, leaving only Alaric, Valerie, and me.
Valerie’s sharp eyes bore into me, suspicion tightening her features. She knew something was up.
Valerie may be cunning and deceptive but one thing was sure, she was smart. And it wouldn’t be long before she found out things weren’t adding up.
Meanwhile, Alaric studied the frayed rope still dangling from the beam—Silas’s final act. His fingers traced the fibers, searching for answers I prayed he wouldn’t find.
I had to leave before he asked questions I couldn’t answer.
Bowing my head, I turned toward the door—
“Mira."
His voice cracked like a whip, freezing me mid-step.
I didn’t breathe.
“Is
