By the time Amara returned to the surface, Kane had already gathered several warriors to search for Garrett. The tension in the packhouse had only thickened, and Amara could feel the eyes of the other wolves on her as she moved through the courtyard. They were waiting for answers, just like she was. But the truth was proving more elusive than she had anticipated.
Darius was waiting for her by the packhouse entrance, his silver eyes scanning the horizon. He turned when he saw her approaching, his expression softening slightly.
“Any luck?” he asked, though his tone suggested he already knew the answer.
Amara shook her head, her frustration clear. “Nothing concrete yet. Jax didn’t give us much, but we’re looking for Garrett now. He was on duty before Jax, and he might know something.”
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