Ravyn had been running around nonstop since the crack of dawn, bouncing from one group of guests to another, making sure everybody felt welcome. As the host, he barely caught a breath for himself the whole time.
Damon, on the other hand, had taken full control of the bonfire setup. He made sure the firewood was stacked just right and all the refreshments were perfectly lined up and ready for the big evening gathering.
Once everything looked spot-on, he headed back to the pack house to freshen up before the real festivities kicked off.
The second he stepped back outside, something immediately caught his eye and sent his instincts into overdrive.
The Alpha King was roughly dragging one of his drivers toward a sleek black SUV parked a little away.
Damon's heart picked up speed. Without a second thought, he slipped into the shadows and quietly followed until he was close enough to catch every word of their tense conversation.
