Joel's POV
The night air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth as I strode through the pack’s perimeter, my silver eyes scanning every shadow with cold precision. My tall, broad-shouldered frame moved with quiet authority, my dark hair ruffled slightly by the wind. The weight of responsibility sat heavily on my shoulders, but I welcomed it. Protecting Shadow Haven wasn’t just duty—it was instinct.
Kiera’s words echoed in my mind. There was no room for hesitation. If there was a traitor within our ranks, they would be rooted out and eliminated.
“Report,” I ordered as I approached a group of warriors stationed near the eastern border.
Damon, a seasoned warrior, straightened. “No disturbances since the last sweep, Beta. Patrols are rotating every twenty minutes as ordered. No s
