Chapter 125

Elvira POV

I hadn’t meant to be there.

It started with a whisper in the library, nothing more than a passing reference buried in quiet conversation, a mention of a confidential report about Blood Moon movements in the west sector. Callan’s name had surfaced in it, not casually, but as the center of discussion among patrollers. The moment I heard it, my heart faltered, skipping in a way that didn’t feel right.

Something about it pulled at me.

Before I could talk myself out of it, my steps had already turned in that direction.

My instincts led me deeper into Pack Tower, toward the lower west wing, to that quiet annex that served as a liaison space for inter-pack relations and intelligence exchanges. It wasn’t somewhere I ever had reason to go, which only made the unease crawling b