The words settled between us like a stone sinking into deep water.
A traitor.
The fear curling in my stomach hardened into something sharper—something cold and unforgiving. I forced myself to breathe, to push down the instinctual panic trying to claw its way up my throat.
Bloodmoon had fought enemies before. We had survived wars, betrayals, and impossible odds. But this?
An enemy within our own pack?
This was different.
I took a step closer to Kane, searching his expression. His body was tense, his golden eyes dark with fury, but beneath the anger, I saw something else.
Frustration.
Doubt.
Because he didn’t know who it was.
Yet.
“How sure are you?” I asked, my voice steady despite the chaos raging inside me.
Kane’s jaw flexed. “Leila heard whispers back when she was still in Si
