Three days after the Council meeting and I still can't shake the feeling of helplessness.
Adrian is strong. The pack is loyal. But against the High Council? Against centuries of power and influence? We need more than strength and loyalty.
We need an edge.
I'm in the kitchen making coffee when Chief Winters finds me. He's been with Adrian's pack for decades. Older wolf. Graying hair. Quiet but respected. He rarely speaks unless he has something important to say.
"Miss Reed. A word?" His voice is low. Careful. Like he doesn't want anyone else to hear.
"Of course Chief." I pour a second cup. Hand it to him. "What's on your mind?"
He glances around. Makes sure we're alone. Then leans closer. "I know a way to help. To give you an advantage against the Council. Against Asher. Against anyon
