The One That Doesn't Answer
Chapter 31 Stranger POV The first sign isn’t an attack. It’s absence. Kael notices it while reviewing territory reports—three fringe packs gone silent. No distress calls. No scent-mark challenges. Just… empty land, scrubbed clean of presence like no one had ever lived there. “That’s not elder work,” Amina says immediately, eyes narrowing as she scans the map. “No,” Kael agrees. “Elders leave pressure. Rules. Fear.” This leaves nothing. Across the city, Rowan feels it too. Not through dominance or bond—but through something colder. Calculation. Vargan bristles, hackles raised. Hunters, the wolf says. But not the kind that howl. They come the night after the convergence fully settles. Not in force. In suits. The man waits in Zainab’s building lobby, posture relaxed, phone in
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