Emily's POV
The moment Tyler said that name, I went completely still.
"Bianca."
Two syllables. That was all. But they hit like a burning needle driving straight into the softest part of my chest and twisting once.
I pulled in a slow breath and forced the ache back down.
"Tyler," I said, keeping my voice low. "Can I investigate what happened to my sister myself? I need to know exactly what she went through in all of this."
By every measure, Bianca had been one of Fenrir's Pack's best. Years at Tyler's side. High-risk assignments. The kind of work most wolves couldn't survive.
And yet.
Elara had faced two near-death situations. Bianca had been absent for both.
Something about that had never sat right with me.
Tyler glanced at me. His voice was quiet but left no room for negotiation
