Enzo's POV
I leaned back in my chair, the room dim except for the lantern on my desk. Papers lay spread before me, but my attention wasn’t on them. My mind was already halfway gone, tugged toward the plans I’d been arranging for days.
Atlas stood at the far side of the table, arms crossed over his chest, silent but sharp-eyed as always. Ash leaned against the wall, his expression unreadable under the low light. Kael was nearest the door, restless, his hand tapping his thigh as though he had a hundred better places to be.
My pack’s core. My wolves. Delta, Beta, Gamma. The ones I trusted with my life, yet only up to a point.
I cleared my throat, pushing the papers aside. “I’ll keep this short. Tomorrow I won’t be here.”
Atlas lifted his head, frowning slightly. “Where?”
I let the quest
