Callum found out within a day, the way he found out most things that happened inside pack territory, and he was waiting for Del in the pack house kitchen when she returned from an afternoon patrol, his expression carefully neutral in a way that she'd learned, over a lifetime as his sister, meant he was more upset than he was letting show.
"You told her about the traitor," he said, no preamble, the same directness Del herself favored.
"I did." Del set down her jacket, unbothered, meeting his gaze evenly. "And before you say anything about how that wasn't my information to share, I'm going to remind you that you've had years to tell her yourself and chose not to, so I stopped waiting for you to get around to it."
"That's not your call to make."
"It became my call the moment you decided s
