Chapter 45: What it seems

Talia One evening, I found myself in the common area, surrounded by pack members. Baron was there too, sitting at a large table with Gabriel and a few others. They were discussing something in low voices, their expressions serious. I caught snippets of their conversation about the spy from Storm Brooke and the ongoing tensions with other packs. Hopefully he would have gotten the message by now period one of them said period Darius. That weak cunt. Why would he try something like this question mark the second one asked period beats me. They know they can't faces so they employ under-handed leaves. Later that night, as I lay in bed, my mind drifted back to the conversation I had overheard. The pack was on edge, and tensions were high. If I could find a way to use that to my advantage, perhaps I could find a way out. The next morning, I was woken early by a knock on my door. It was Gabriel, looking as stern as ever. “Baron wants to see you,” he said curtly. I nodded, quickly gettin