Chapter 21

“Exactly.”

As the wolves began to disperse, moving to their respective posts with newfound purpose, I stepped closer to the fire, staring into its flickering depths. The plan was already in motion, the pieces falling into place with a precision that sent a thrill through me. Talon Pack thought they were strong, united—but unity was a fragile thing. One crack, one misstep, and it could all come crumbling down.

And when it did, I would be there to claim what was mine. Behind me, Tyrell lingered, his presence a steady weight.

“You’re sure about the spy?” he asked, his voice low enough to keep the others from hearing.

I didn’t turn, my eyes still fixed on the fire.

“She knows the stakes. If she fails, she dies. It’s that simple.”

Tyrell hesitated, then nodded.