Author’s POV
The call from Dax came at dusk.
Brittany stood on the balcony of Eleanor’s apartment, wine glass in hand, staring at the glittering skyline below. The phone buzzed once on the glass table behind her. She didn’t turn immediately, letting it vibrate twice more before picking it up.
Dax’s voice crackled through the speaker, low and matter-of-factly.
“Lila’s gone. She was executed at dawn by the silver blade. Entire pack witnessed it. There were no last words.”
Brittany took a slow sip of wine, letting the silence stretch.
“Good,” she said finally. “Not only was she sloppy, she was also stupid enough to tell the entire pack that I sent her. Like they wouldn’t still kill her eventually. I’m glad I didn’t rely fully on her stupidity."
Dax snorted softly. “But she almost got i
