Chapter 46
718 Words
Silas’s POV
I spread the papers across my desk.
Transfer records. Dates. Names of warriors moved. Supplies relocated. All of it documented. All of it showing a pattern.
Someone was helping the Solari.
I hadn’t slept in days. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the connections. Saw pieces fitting together. Saw a betrayal happening inside the pack while everyone looked the other way.
But I couldn’t prove who it was. Not yet.
The evidence was all circumstantial. Warriors being moved to different positions. Could be routine. Could be strategy.
Supplies being stored in new locations. Could be preparation. Could be caution.
Everything could be explained away if someone didn’t want to believe it.
If I went to Dominic now without proof, he would act. He would question people. He would investigate. And the spy would know we were close.
The moment they knew, they would warn the Solari.
Everything would accelerate.
We’d lose the little time we had left.
I needed proof. Real proof. Not just patterns.
I requested a private meeting with Dominic. When I arrived at his chambers, he was already waiting. Like he’d been expecting this.
“You found something,” he said.
I laid out the papers. No accusations. Just facts.
“Warriors have been moved,” I said. “Look at the dates. Look at where they went. All from positions that matter. All moved in the last six months.”
Dominic studied the records.
“Supplies are gone,” I continued. “Food. Weapons. Moved from the tower to the perimeter. But not distributed. Just… gone. Relocated somewhere.”
“To the border?” Dominic asked.
“Maybe,” I said. “Or somewhere else. Somewhere they can be used against us.”
Dominic sat back.
“Someone inside is working with the Solari,” he said.
“Yes,” I said. “Someone with access to the tower. Someone the pack trusts. Someone who understands our defenses.”
“But you don’t know who,” Dominic said.
“No,” I admitted. “Not without asking questions. And if I ask questions, they’ll know we’re investigating. They’ll accelerate everything.”
Dominic was quiet.
“How long do we have?” he asked.
“A week,” I said. “Maybe less. The movements are accelerating. Either they’re getting impatient or they realized we might be catching on.”
“So we have a choice,” Dominic said. “We investigate and lose time. Or we stay silent and watch someone dismantle our defenses from inside.”
“There’s another option,” I said.
He looked at me.
“We prepare without investigating,” I said. “We act like everything is normal. We reinforce positions that look weak. We move supplies in ways that seem routine. We prepare for invasion while making it look like we’re falling apart.”
Dominic nodded slowly.
“And Garett?” he asked.
“Garett is a distraction,” I said. “He’s dividing the pack when we need unity. He’s giving whoever the spy is exactly what they want.”
“Then I use him,” Dominic said. “I let him challenge me. I defeat him. I show the pack that their Alpha is still strong. And while everyone’s watching the combat, we prepare the mountain.”
“Yes,” I said.
Dominic stood and moved to the window. He looked out at the mountain. At the pack moving through the evening routines. At the tower where Vivian was waiting.
“How much time do we have?” he asked.
“Before he challenges?” I said. “Two days. Maybe three.”
“Then we move fast,” Dominic said. “You prepare positions. You move supplies. You do it quietly. You do it in ways that don’t draw attention. And you do it while the pack is focused on the combat.”
“And after?” I asked. “After you defeat Garett?”
“Then we wait,” Dominic said. “And we prepare for siege.”
I left his chambers understanding that we were committed now. Committed to a game where one mistake meant death for everyone.
But at least we had a chance.
At least we knew something was wrong.
That was more than we’d had yesterday.
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