Caden's POV

It had been three days since everything happened.

Three long, exhausting days.

And honestly, having Carian inside this pack house felt wrong in every possible way.

Her presence alone was unsettling.

Every time she walked past someone, the air around them changed. Guards avoided looking directly at her. Servants whispered the moment she passed. Leslie barely tolerated being in the same room with her. Even I found myself watching her constantly because I didn't trust a single thing she did.

None of us did. Especially Cane.

Keeping him under control these past three days had been a full-time job on its own.

The moment Carian spoke too much,...