Lucien POV

Two days passed, and the air around the pack was tight with silence. No one laughed, no one trained, no one left the grounds. I had doubled the guards and reinforced the borders, but it didn’t feel like enough.

I didn’t trust the quiet.

At breakfast, the sound of Rick’s laughter broke the tension for a moment. He sat beside Ivy, swinging his legs while Lisa served him. I watched them both from across the table. Ivy tried to act calm, but I saw the way her fingers tapped ...