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"So, they caught a spy in the council?" Dawn asked, her voice unusually low.
We were at the academy’s 20-year celebration party—a formal cocktail event at headquarters, just days after my conversation with Helios. Dawn and I stood in a secluded corner as I filled her in on the latest developments.
"Not exactly." I tore my gaze away from her short black dress and scanned the crowd. People laughed and chatted, blissfully unaware of the threat lingering in the shadows. "My mom suspected something was off about one of the judges. She claimed to be from a pack in the East, but no one there actually knew her."
"And where was she really from?" She dragged her teeth through her bottom lip.
"That’s when things got even stranger. She killed herself before they could interrogate her."
