Grace POV

The silence that follows my question is deafening. Paul stands frozen, and I can see the exact moment he realizes how much we've already figured out. How all the pieces have fallen into a pattern too damning to dismiss as coincidence.

Everything points to him.

"I was checking the perimeter," Paul says. "Making sure we hadn't been followed from the summit."

"Alone?" Ethan asks, his Alpha voice carrying an edge. "For hours? Without telling ...