Raegan’s POV
"Raegan, are you there?"
The husky voice of Victor crackled over my secure phone line, pulling me from my thoughts.
I leaned against the cold marble counter in the back room of our family estate—one I’d long since inherited but never truly belonged to.
"Yes, Victor. I’m here," I replied, keeping my tone neutral despite the storm of emotions swirling inside me.
I had spent weeks in secret, gathering information on our pack’s vulnerabilities—details that Damien’s allies naively assumed were secure.
Every bit of intelligence I passed along to Victor felt like a step away from the sister I once adored and a step toward a future built on the ruins of our past.
Victor’s voice was calm but insistent. "Good. You know what’s at stake. Ivy’s been growing bolder, and with her new
