chapter twenty eight

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Callum told her that same night, laying out what he and Marcus had found with a thoroughness that made clear he was, at least in this moment, holding nothing back, and Wren listened with a knot of unease building steadily in her chest as the shape of the discovery became clear. "A structural leak," she repeated, once he'd finished. "Passed through a family line without necessarily anyone actively choosing to betray the pack each generation. That's almost worse than a single traitor, in a way. At least a single person could be stopped cleanly. This sounds like something that could just keep happening, generation after generation, unless you find a way to actually break the pattern itself." "That's exactly the problem I've been sitting with since Marcus and I worked it out this afternoon."

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