Alpha Kane pov
I glanced at my phone again, staring at the picture of Leona in Alpha Zane’s pack. It had been sent by one of my spies, who I’d planted to monitor her movements and activities.
The message that accompanied the image detailed how she had successfully entered Zane’s palace as a maid.
“Perfect,” I muttered, a sly smile curling my lips as I leaned back and took another sip of my wine. Everything was falling into place, just as I had planned.
Leona had worked tirelessly to secure her place in Zane’s palace, defying all odds despite her limitations. Admirable? Perhaps. But I couldn’t care less.
“Impressive,” I mused, clapping my hands lightly in mock applause.
Her presence in the palace meant it would be far easier for her to retrieve the vital information I needed. Still, I
