“Lavender,” Dahlia said gently, stepping closer. Her steady hand rested on Lavender’s arm, grounding her. “What’s wrong?”
Lavender blinked and turned to Dahlia. “Fern is planning to attack the pack. She’s working with someone. An outsider. They’re going to take down Cedar and everyone who stands in their way.”
Dahlia’s expression darkened. “Did you hear exactly what they said?”
Lavender nodded. “She wants Cedar dead. She thinks I’m too weak to do anything about it. She told him—” Her voice broke for a moment, anger and hurt mingling. “She told him to kill me too if I get in the way.”
Lavender rushed to her bedroom. The moment the door closed behind her, she grabbed her laptop and opened it. If Fern was planning something so catastrophic, there had to be breadcrumbs somewhere. The pack might have been good at keeping their secrets from humans, but blending into the human world meant there were always traces—social media, school records, photos.