Betrayal and Violence.
The stone walls of the DeVargas Pack's castle, which stood tall against the dark sky, were illuminated by the moon's silvery radiance. On the inside, however, allegiance fell apart like sand between fingers.
Marco's heart pounded between his ribs as he stood in the dark hallway outside Lorenzo's battle quarters. His hands were wet as he held a sealed envelope that contained DeVargas' most sensitive information, meticulously recorded flaws, supply lines, and patrol routes.
He cast a peek behind him. Nobody.
A shadow pulled away from the shadows. With a glimmer of delight in her piercing green eyes, Alessandra appeared. "You possess it?"
Marco nodded and gulped hard. It wasn't simple. If Lorenzo discovers
Alessandra snatched the envelope and cut in easily, "He wo
