Camilla's panic was obvious.
Anyone with sharp instincts could smell it in the air.
Lincy might not be the smartest in the pack, but that didn't mean she couldn't trip over the truth. Sometimes the loudest person in the room is the one who accidentally drags secrets into the light.
Then there was Julian.
I felt the shift in him before I even looked at him. His posture tightened. His jaw flexed. He knew exactly how fragile this moment was. If his past with Camilla came out, it wouldn't just stain his name. It would drag the Hale pack's honor through the mud.
His eyes found mine.
He knew.
He knew I was the one moving the pieces.
There was no anger in his gaze. No accusation.
Just a flicker of panic.
And something else.
Acceptance.
He understood they owed me this. If I chose to tear the truth open in front of everyone, he had no right to stop me.
