Ridah’s POV
We didn’t sleep.
Three nights isn’t long when someone’s planning to rip your throat out at shift change.
Forsaken called a war meeting at dawn. The war room smelled like steel and old maps. Marcus, two lieutenants, and me. Kael wasn’t invited.
He noticed.
He stood in the doorway anyway, arms crossed, jaw tight. “Didn’t realize we were keeping secrets from family now.”
Forsaken didn’t look up from the map. “You’re not family right now, Kael.”
Kael’s eyes flicked to me. “And she is?”
“She’s Alpha’s mate,” Marcus said. “And she’s in this room.”
Kael went quiet at that. He didn’t like being reminded of the bond.
I stepped forward and tapped the map at North Ridge. “He’s hitting here. Three nights. Shift change. He has our routes.”
“How do you know?” o
