Chapter 7
A Beta's Suspicion
Silas, Ryan's loyal Beta, voices his distrust of Luna. He sees her as a potential threat, a destabilizing force, and urges Ryan to remain vigilant and protect the pack.
The scent still clung to me, a phantom perfume that taunted and intrigued. Sandalwood and vanilla, a curious combination for the wild, untamed woods of Blue Moon territory. It was a scent that had no business being here, no business at all, yet it had drawn me like a moth to a flame, pulling me away from my patrol and towards an encounter that had unsettled the very foundations of my alpha nature. I had brought her back, this stranger with eyes like a storm-tossed sea and a silence that screamed volumes, and now, the whispers had begun. Not just from the wind rustling through the pines, but from within my own pack. And the loudest of those whispers belonged to Silas.
My Beta. My brother in all but blood. Silas, whose loyalty was as unyielding as the granite that formed these mountains, whose pragmatism was the anchor that kept my more impulsive nature tethered. He stood before me now, his arms crossed, his jaw set in that familiar, stubborn line. The air in my study, usually a sanctuary of quiet contemplation, felt suddenly charged, thick with unspoken tension.
"Ryan," he began, his voice low, a rumble of discontent. "We need to talk about her."
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