Page 123 of Carnage Island

They’re a similar size and stature. Alpha Pan has the right color hair.

“I’ll wear one of your long-sleeved shirts,” he adds, noting Volt’s tats. “It’s winter. No one will think anything of it.”

“I could go with him,” Alpha Lance speaks up from the doorway. He’s blond like Tieran, which is likely why he offered. A bit shorter, though, and a lot less intimidating in status. “Give me some of your clothes to mask my scent. They’ll think I’m you.”

“What about Clove?” Tieran asks, glancing at her. “I assume that’s who he meant byAspen?”

“Aspen Clover Donough,” I murmur, my arm still around her waist. “A beautiful name for a beautiful wolf.”

“I prefer Clove,” she admits softly.

“I know,” I whisper, kissing her on the temple.

“What was the original plan?” Alpha Lance asks. “Are you joining Volt on the assignment or watching from nearby?”

“Watching from nearby,” Tieran confirms. “Which Bryson would expect. She’s a new Omega, he’ll know that we intend to keep her close.”

“So give me some of her clothes as well, or a piece of the nest, and I can lure the Nantahala Wolves to me by scent. It’ll help us split their team, too,” Alpha Lance says.

The mention of the nest has me frowning because Clove hasn’t made a new nest yet. Not even with our clothes.

It’s something that’s been nagging at me all week.

She should be nesting.

Her wolf chose us.

So why isn’t she building herself a proper den?

Because she doesn’t feel fully at peace with us? She hasn’t completely accepted us? Or is it because we haven’t claimed her?

Something has left her uneasy.

It’s something I hope to fix after we handle this mess.

“It’ll also give us probable cause to retaliate,” Tieran adds to Alpha Lance’s points. “We’ll capture the attack on surveillance, use it as proof that he attempted to take out my clan, and return the favor in kind.”

“By killing the Alpha of Nantahala Pack,” Volt translates, grinning. “I like it.”

“It’s a fair retaliation,” I agree. “He’s attempting to take out the future hierarchy of the Black Mountain Pack for the second time in a decade. We punish him accordingly, then send all the evidence to the Elders to back up our decision. They won’t be able to hold us accountable.”

“And they’ll have to release us from Carnage Island,” Volt adds.

“It’s a brilliant end game,” I say. “Assuming you’re ready to take the mantle.”

Tieran looks from Volt to me, then to Clove. “It’s my final challenge,” he says, still staring at her. “All of this. If we do it right, then we’ll be fit to lead.”

“We’re going to do it right.” Volt’s confidence is echoed in Alpha Pan’s expression. Alpha Lance seems a little more reserved, but the glimmer of excitement lurks in his hazel eyes.

I study the other two Alphas I took with me here—Alpha Ebony and Alpha Edwin. They’re both grinning.

Which makes me grin.

“It’s time,” I say.

“It’s time,” Volt echoes.

Then we both look at Clove, curious for her input. But she’s staring at us with an odd expression. Not confusion, necessarily. Just… uncertainty. “You’re going to kill Alpha Bryson,” she says.