Winter’s POV

His jaw tightened, just for a second. “Every guard, every familiar face in your pack will be watched. Interrogated. Pressured. I am already invisible to them.”

I swallowed.

“I do not have a pack anymore,” he continued quietly. “Fadel made sure of that. Go rogue or watch them burn. So here I am. No ties. No loyalty anyone can use against me.”

The road straightened, and he pushed the speed even higher, the wind roaring faintly through the seals of the car.

“I ...