"Wait... it's all making sense now," Sage said.
Her words fell into the chaos of the hall like a dropped blade.
“It wasn’t Faye they wanted…” she said suddenly, her voice thin but trembling with realization. “It was me. They mistook her for me.”
Every conversation stilled. The other Alphas exchanged uncertain glances, the noise draining from the room.
Alexander froze where he stood. He was caught between disbelief and the cold calculation of someone trying to process something that was finally beginning to make sense. His jaw tightened, his chest heaving once, then again, as if the effort to breathe cost him.
Sage’s gaze darted to him briefly before she turned to Jason, panic breaking through her composure. “They weren’t after Faye,” she said again, firmer this time. “Draco’s men… the
