A hushed discussion in the hallway, a suspicious look between two pack members, and a letter hurriedly written on a piece of paper that I had discovered crumpled close to the courtyard were the first clues of Elaine's scheme that I was able to put together. When I started piecing the pieces together, an image that chilled me started to take shape even if the parts didn't make sense on their own.
Elaine wasn't just come to cause strife. She had a strategy, a well-thought-out plan that was more intricate than I had thought. And I was starting to realize that she was in charge, not Alec.
As I pieced together every tidbit of information I could discover around the pack house, that conclusion kept coming back to me. I had the unshakeable impression that something was lurking under the surface, out of sight, and that it would be too late if I didn't find it quickly.
