Heather’s - POV

There had been something unsettling in Kayden’s eyes earlier, back when I was speaking with the raven bird. He didn’t ask questions—just gave me a command to pack for Paris and walked away. That silence of his was heavier than any words he could have spoken.

When I came downstairs with my bags, the tension in the air was palpable. Stella smiled at me, trying to brighten the mood, but it didn’t reach her eyes. Alpha Damon stood off to the side, silent, his ...