Chapter 29

Caspian Storm

First Day of the Congress

The Crescent Moon Pack’s territory stretched beneath a cloudy sky, crisp mountain air brushing against my skin as we crossed the border. I hadn’t been here before, but I’d read the reports—smaller numbers, tight defenses, an Alpha I don’t quite trust, but I don’t underestimate either.

Darius stood waiting with a couple of warriors behind him. His smile was broad, but it didn’t reach his eyes. Calculating. I hated reading Alphas like that. Too polished. Too practiced.

“Alpha Caspian,” he said, extending a hand. “Welcome to Crescent Moon.”

I shook it, firm. “Thank you for hosting.”

“And this must be your Luna,” he added, glancing at Bridget with polite interest.

Bridget smiled brightly, batting her lashes at him.

“She’s not—” I started, but Darius didn’t wait.

“Please, allow one of our warriors to escort you both to your quarters.”

“Separate quarters,” I said, louder this