The trap was simple. Maybe too simple, but sometimes the obvious approach worked best.

We called a meeting of our most trusted allies. Twenty wolves who'd proven themselves in combat, who'd stood with us when things looked darkest. People we would have bet our lives on.

One of them was feeding information to Gideon. We just had to figure out which one.

"Thank you all for coming," I said, standing at the front of the war room. Maps covered the table behind me, marked with positions and ...