Chapter 335
Ben insisted that I take a shower before we went to see Luna Sam, and I only agreed when he threatened to drag me in himself. My wolf growled softly in protest, and I warned him that if she didn’t get her act together, I’d be sleeping in a different room tonight.
Guiding us through the familiar corridors of the packhouse, I retraced our previous steps, following Luna Sam’s scent like a thread leading me forward.
“Where are they getting this from?” Luna Sam’s voice was low and filled with worry. “We’ve searched every inch of our territory. How is this still being distributed without our knowledge?” I knew Ben caught every word too, his jaw tightening beside me.
We turned the corner and stepped into her office. “What’s going on, Luna Sam?” I asked, letting the unease in my voice show, but I cloaked it with my aura—there would be no lies or half-truths here. Junior wasn’t present, but Beta, Gamma, and Delta sat around, their faces grim. “What are you hiding from Malcom?”
She sighed heavily, her shoulders slumping in resignation. “He’s not ready to hear this yet. It’s too personal.” Her words left me frustrated; I hated being kept in the dark, especially when it involved Junior.
“What exactly is ‘this’?” Ben’s voice was calm but firm, standing close beside me.
“We’ve had two more pups die from overdoses,” she admitted quietly.
“Overdose? Of what?” I asked sharply. It’s notoriously difficult to harm us. Our senses can detect poisons in food or drink, and we heal from injuries at an incredible rate.


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