As Katrina started digging into the food, her eyes darted around, trying not to be obvious as she wondered what was taking Silas so long to deliver the news she’d instructed him to share. Her fork moved mechanically, her mind elsewhere, calculating every possible outcome of her latest plan. When Silas finally came into view, she quickly looked down at her plate, pretending to be absorbed in her meal, as if she hadn’t been waiting for him. He approached Adrian’s side and leaned in, his voice low but clear enough for her to catch. “Alpha, news about Ashley,” he said. Katrina noticed the way Adrian’s body stiffened, his shoulders tensing, and he stood up without so much as a glance in her direction or any attempt to hide his reaction. The eagerness in his movements, the way he latched onto th
