Chapter 24

The rogue’s sharp gaze settled on me, calculating.

“Then you need to shift their focus. Stir up more doubt. Make them believe Dante’s working for Silas. If the pack starts questioning his loyalty, it’ll break them apart.”

I nodded reluctantly, the unease in my chest tightening. Planting seeds of doubt was easy enough, but Dante’s presence was proving more resilient than I had anticipated. He carried himself with a quiet determination that unsettled even me, as if he knew exactly what he needed to do to regain the pack’s trust.

“And Elara?” the rogue asked, his tone laced with derision.

“Elara is strong,” I admitted grudgingly.

“Stronger than I expected. But she’s walking a thin line. The pack respects her, but their faith in her leadership is fragile. If Silas strikes soon, it could shatter completely.”

The rogue grinned, his teeth glinting in the moonlight.