Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Betrayer's Fang
The night air was thick with whispers.
Rina's fire crackled softly as she sat near the central fire, surrounded by her closest allies. But even among them, doubt flickered like embers in the dark.
Kael stood guard, eyes sharp, sensing the unrest.
A low growl interrupted the uneasy calm.
From the shadows stepped Lira — one of the pack's most trusted scouts, known for her loyalty and fierce spirit.
But tonight, her eyes gleamed with something colder.
"I have news," Lira said, voice steady but edged with something unreadable. "The raven woman isn't working alone."
Gasps rippled through the group.
"She's allied with a faction within the pack," Lira continued. "Wolves who fear your power, Alpha. They want to see you fall."
Rina's heart tightened. "Who?"
Lira's gaze flickered, then landed on Kael.
A hush fell.
Kael's jaw clenched. "You accuse me?"
"No," Lira said quickly. "But there are wolves who've been whispering in your ear. Seeds of doubt, shadows of fear."
Rina looked between them, the weight of betrayal heavy in the air.
"We must root out the traitors," she said, voice firm. "Before they tear us apart."
Outside the camp, the raven woman smiled to herself.
Her plan was unfolding perfectly.
And soon, Blackridge would burn from within.