ROWAN’S POV
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The wind howled outside the Silver Moon compound. I was up late again, pacing and restless, unable to shake the feeling that Lila—my Lila—was closer than anyone thought.
The whiskey in my glass had long lost its warmth, but I sipped it anyway, letting the burn remind me I was still in control. Or so I told myself.
A knock sounded at the door. I tensed, jaw clenching. I didn’t like being disturbed at this hour, especially not when I was in this mood.
“Enter,” I called, voice low.
The door opened and my newest contact—small, nervous, with a mop of dark hair and twitchy hands—slipped inside.
The “spy.”
He’d been inside Silverfang Alpha Academy for barely a week, just another fresh recruit as far as the rest of the pack was concerned. But he answered to me.
He shut th
