Elena’s pov
The air in the room was thick with unspoken tension. Lucas’s face, was like an open book etched with a worry that mirrored my own. He couldn’t meet my gaze so it was obvious that he had done something with Chloe. Even though he promised not to.
"Tell me," I whispered, my voice barely audible above the rustling leaves. "Tell me about Chloe. About this deal."
He hesitated, his jaw working. He ran a hand through his dark hair, a nervous habit I knew well. Finally, he met my gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of shame and desperation.
"Chloe… she wants to take over the pack. She’s been planning it for months, maybe even longer."
My breath hitched. I knew Chloe was up to something but taking over the pack?
"Take over? How?"
He shifted his weight, the movement betraying his
