ra’s POV

    Everyone’s eyes followed ra’s pointed finger, each of them following her gaze with growing dishaliel

    Itnded on Bex

    The room went still, every face bnk/b, confused. For a moment, it seemed like time itself had stopped, then, as if the tension was too much to hold, Roman broke the silence, hisughter cutting through the stillness like a jagged knife.

    “You’ve lost it. Liaral” he sneered, his voice thick with desbellel. “You’re telling me this is the mole? Bex? The Fonnesch Pack’s Gamma? Seriously, he’s the mole, I don’t know who the hell we can trust!”

    Triss, usually calm, scowled. “I don’t doubt you or Alpha Thorne, ra. But this? Pointing fingers at one of our own without proof! That messes with the morale of the bwhole /barmy

    ra’s voice was steady, her eyes softerting with understanding as she spoke. “I get where you’reing from, Triss Believe me, I won’t make usations without solid evidence. You don’t need to worry.”

    She then turned her attention back to Box, her voice firm but controlled. bBut /byou, Box… you’ve got something to say?”

    All Leyes shifted toward Bex, who sat with his arms crossed, the weight of the moment pressing down on him. His expression was unreadable–his gaze nk at first, then narrowing bslightly /bbas /bhe took in the room

    He leaned forward, breaking the silence with a sharp snort. “What do you want me to say, ra?”

    His words dripped with sarcasm as he continued, his voice growing colder. “I’ve fought by your side, risked my life in thest battle, even got hurt. You think that’s not enough to earn your trust? If bthat’s /bnot good enough for you, I don’t know what will be.”

    His words hung in the bair/b, the rawness of his tone striking hard, especially bamong /bthose who had fought beside him–ke Roman and Theo. They seemed to hesitate, their conviction faltering for a moment

    Theo’s fist clenched, his voice sharp with indignation. “Alpha Thorne, bra/b, show us the proof, or I swear, Obsidian Pack’s soldiers are out of this alliance. I won’t stand by and let you nder an innocent bman /b

    “Hear, heart” Roman added, his voice rising in agreement.

    Thomeb, /bcalm but resolute, bgave /bba /bslow nod. “Fair enough. We’ll show you the proof.”

    He looked around the room, his eyes sweeping over the gathered leaders. “Does anyone still have the battle n I gave out before the fight?”

    Triss was the first to speak. “I’ve got mine. You told us to keep it to ourselves, though.”

    “The fight’s over. The n bisn’t /bba /bsecret anymore.” Thome’s bvoice /bheld a quiet, deliberatemand. “Let’s read it out loud”

    Triss pulled her phone from her pocket, her finger scrolling over the screen. “Stand by till b3 /bo’clock and attack the South Gate

    Next, Theo stood, reading from his own phone will 3 o’clock and attack the West Gate.”

    Thorne bnodded /bbat /bbeach /bof them, his eyes moving foward Roman

    Roman rolled his eyes. ”

    the same–cover the East bGate/b. But what does this prove?”

    Thome didn’t answer the challenge directly, fris gaze finally shifted to Box, piercing, calcting “And you, Bex?”

    Bex’s voice was low, almost a whisper. “I was supposed to attack the North Gate.”

    Thome’s eyes hardened, “Good”

    Standing up, Thorne’s gare became ity. “Now, let me ask you this: Have any of you wondered why the West, East, and South Cates to file

    resistance?”

    The room fell into a tense silence. Triss’s voice broke the stillness, quiet but certain, “Because all the rogue forces were gathered at the North Gine. Ber’s target ”

    She gasped, the realization hitting her like ba /bbblow/b. “Oh… I think I get it

    “Wait, what?” Theo’s voice was full of confusion. “What are you talking about?”

    Triss gave him a sharp look, “Think about it. Then, if the rogues didn’t know about our n, why would they concentrate their forces at just one guta?. They should have split them evenly.”

    Roman’s eyes widened as the pieces began to fall into ce. “But they didn’t. They focused everything on the North Gate, leaving the others wide op That doesn’t make sense unless-

    “Unless the mole told them where to go,” Triss finished, her voice gaining strength. “It’s the only exnation that fits”

    Roman and Theo stood frozen, mouths hanging open. bBex’s /bbface /bdrained of color, the weight of the usation settling over him like a shroud.

    ra’s voice cut through the tension like a knife. “This is a test that Alpha Thome set up to find the male. Whoever the rogues concentrated their forces

    on is the person we’re after.”

    Roman’s voice faltered. “But… but what if it’s ba /bcoincidence? bWhat /bif the Rogue King just picked ba /bgate randomly?”

    Thome raised his hand, silencing the room. “I figured someone might ask that. So, I’ve got a testimony for you.”

    He turned toward the soldiers standing outside. “Bring him in.”

    The tent p opened, and two soldiers dragged a rogue into the room, forcing him to kneel before Thorne

    Thome’s voice was cold as he addressed the prisoner. “Answer truthfully, and you might live. What did Stemning or the Rague King tell you before the

    battleb?/b”

    The rogue trembled, his voice quaking as he spoke. “Sterning said you’d attack the Crimson Fort bonight. He didn’t exin why he was so sure…but he knew, And he told us to bguard /bthe North Gate. That was your only target…

    He broke off, shaking with fear. His voice grew more forceful. “That bastard Sterning was stupid to trust whoever fed him that info! And we were stupid to follow bhim/b! if it weren’t for him, we would’ve won! Damn Sterning-

    Thorne braised /ba hand, cutting him off. “Enough”

    The soldiers quickly silenced the rogue, dragging him out of the tent

    Thorne turned back to the roomb, /bhis voice heavy. “bYou /bheard it yourself. This wasn’t a coincidence. Someone fed them the n. And we all know who

    that is.”

    ra’s voice rang out, a quiet finality in her words. It’s Box”

    Slowly, the eyes of everyone in the room turned toward him. There was anger, betrayal, grief in their g

    rgazes.

    Bexleaned back, bhis /barms crossed over his chest. He remained silent for a low long seconds, his eyes never leaving the floor,

    Then, with a long bdeep /bbreath, he spoke, his voice tinged with resignation. “Maybe…maybe one bof /bbmy /bsoldiers took the n from me–

    ra’s words were sharp, cutting through his attempt to deflect. “You told me yourself, Bex You btold /bno one about the details of the n.”

    TYGURDU bJUI /b

    Box’s head snapped up, his eyes shing. His voice was a harsh whisper. “What, so now you’re using ma too! You knew about the n, ra Maybe it was you or your rogue soldiers who leaked it.

    rab: /b

    a shook her head, her tone unwavering. “I knew the general n. I didn’t know the specifics. I didn’t know you were attacking the North Gate. Don’t try to me me.

    Bex’s bjaw /bclenched, and his hands tightened into lists. “So, what now? What are you going to do?”

    ra took a slow breath. “You’ve been caught. You’re the mole, Bex.”

    Bex leaned back in his chair, a bitter smile twisting his lips. “Well, you’ve got me. Congrattions. You nailed it.”

    Before anyone could react, Roman lunged forward, his fury erupting, “Why, Hex? Why would you do this?”

    He showed Bex hard, fists flying, “I trusted your thought we were friends! You son of a bitch… Why?!”

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