Chapter 50

• “He’s dangerous, Annabel, and he’s getting closer.” Zane’s voice held an urgency that wasn’t like him. I looked up from my plans, catching the worry flashing in his eyes.
• “I know,” I said, frustration creeping into my tone as I clenched my fists. The rogue wasn’t content to just hang in the shadows, taunting me with Elijah’s secrets and his incessant threats. Now, he’d started targeting pack members directly—inciting doubt, whispering lies that I could feel spreading like a poison through my ranks.
• Zane stepped closer, his voice lowered. “It’s not just his words anymore, Annabel. Kara saw him near the eastern boundary last night—talking to some of our wolves.”