Carina stood outside her father's study, her hand frozen inches from the door.
She could hear voices inside and something in his tone made her stomach twist.
He hadn't sounded like this in a while, not since before Dorian's return and everything falling apart for him.
"You're certain no one suspects?" He was saying.
"Positive," The second voice was unfamiliar, rough and cold. "The Bloodmoon Alpha is very interested in what you're offering. Very interested indeed."
Carina pressed herself against the wall, her heart hammering. Bloodmoon. The rival pack that had warred with Shadowfang for generations. What could her father possibly have to do with them?
"Then it's simple," Father continued.
"I give you everything, all the weak points in our defenses. When you attack, Dorian falls, and once he's dead, you name me Alpha of what remains. Shadowfang becomes a Bloodmoon territory in all but name, and I rule it for you."
