Alpha Baron's POV
“A patrol exchange program. Shared resources. Joint training camps. I want to bring our packs closer before any breach becomes a disaster.” He turned slightly, eyes flicking to Bryan with interest. “Your son offered a particularly... brilliant solution. Suggesting we rotate elite guards between packs, mixing them in at levels where loyalty is tested, but not predictable. He said the traitors would out themselves in unfamiliar environments.”
That made me blink.
Bryan? Came up with that?
I turned to him, eyes narrowed. “You said that?”
Bryan nodded once. “It made sense. If someone’s leaking information from inside, you break their rhythm. Make them report back to unfamiliar handlers. Traitors operate best in patterns. Break that, and they get sloppy.”
Lennox smiled.
