Patrick straightened immediately. “Finally. Tell me you have something useful.”
The man hesitated. “I couldn’t find anything about Alexander’s plans or movements. He’s been quiet. His pack is normal—no signs of war, no unusual meetings, nothing out of the ordinary.”
Patrick’s lips pressed into a hard line. “Nothing?”
“Nothing on that front,” the man said carefully. “But… I heard something else. Something you might want to know.”
Patrick’s eyes narrowed. “Go on.”
“There’s a rumor going around Blood Crescent. Quiet, but spreading. Apparently, Alexander Blackwell isn’t the only heir to the pack or company. There’s another one—a half-brother.”
Patrick’s brows drew together. “A half-brother?”
“Yes, Alpha. His name is Marcus. Supposedly the rightful heir by bloodline, and he’s coming back
