Caleb’s POV:
I stayed at the Winters’ house well into the night.
Arguing with Ruth.
Going over the sordid details with Cole.
Piecing everything together like a bloody autopsy.
Eventually, Nathan spoke. Confirmed what he knew while I told the story.
Cole had been there the night my father was murdered.
He’d seen it all — the ambush, the rogues, Sanders ripping my father's heart out of his chest like it was nothing.
I told him everything. Mira’s journal. The warnings she gave her stepbrothers weeks before the attack. The timing. The lies.
Cole understood why I blamed her. Why I thought she was a traitor.
The more I explained, the more his anger grew.
He asked what the plan was.
So I told him.
Earlier, I’d gotten distracted — Nanook lost his mind the moment he felt the mate bond
