“Wait, so Rebecca’s been training with the Gryffindor pack and the Orion Stark Pack for a long time?” I asked quickly, my fingers tightening around the cold can in my hand as a surge of unease crept up my spine.

Allison nodded grimly. “Yeah. I’ve been digging around, talking to a few sentinels who’ve been on night hunts nearby. The signs point to Rebecca sneaking back to slip something into Black Widow.”

I clenched my jaw. “We can’t just let this slide.”

“The problem,” Allison said, exhaling sharply, “is we don’t have solid proof she’s been training there. Without evidence, the Elders will keep backing Rebecca, and the active sentinels...