The Lycan King’s Mark (Nevara) by Tiffanie L. Campbell novel Chapter 57

CHAPTER 57 – The Letter

Nevara

Sabrina didn’t sit. She just stood there, arms crossed tight, mouth pressed into a thin line.

“What is it?” I asked again, stepping toward her. “What happened?”

She glanced once toward the window, as if checking for shadows, then said low, “My girlfriend saw

something.”

I straightened. “Go on.”

“She saw Michelle earlier today. Talking to Kael.”

I blinked. “I saw that too.”

“You did?”

“Yeah,” I said, nodding slowly. “It was during training. She came to the field, pulled him aside, gave him one of those muffins like it was some secret handshake. Whole thing gave me weird vibes.”

Sabrina’s mouth twisted. “That tracks. My girlfriend said the same. Said Michelle was acting sketchy. Looking around too much. Like she didn’t want anyone to see.”

“She didn’t just look nervous,” I muttered, mostly to myself. “She looked like someone trying to get away

with something.”

Sabrina took a step closer. “It gets worse.”

“How much worse?”

“A little while after that–maybe half an hour–Michelle handed something to one of the palace couriers. A folded paper or envelope, my girlfriend couldn’t see exactly what. But it wasn’t part of the usual dispatch stuff. She watched it happen.”

My stomach twisted. “And?”

“She got in her car and followed him.”

My eyebrows shot up. “She what?”

“She didn’t do anything illegal,” Sabrina said quickly. “She just tailed him. Gave enough distance not to spook him. Stayed out of sight.”

“And where did he go?”

Sabrina’s lips parted, then paused like she almost didn’t want to say it.

“The Silvercrest Pack,” she said finally.

Ice slipped down my spine. “You’re sure?”

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“She followed him all the way to the outer border. Watched him go through the gate.”

“Fuck.”

“I know.”

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I paced across the room, hands tightening into fists. My mind ran in a dozen directions at once–trying to connect dots that didn’t want to be connected.

“She wouldn’t just… contact them for fun,” I said, almost to myself. “She knows what they did. What Tobias

did. Why I left.”

Sabrina nodded grimly. “That’s what worries me.”

“And Kael?” I asked. “Why speak to him right before?”

“I don’t know yet,” Sabrina said. “But I don’t trust it. And neither does my girl. She said something felt off. Like the courier didn’t even know what he was carrying–just following orders. But Michelle knew.”

“And if it was a letter,” I murmured, “then someone’s about to get a message.”

Sabrina nodded. “Yeah. And we have no idea what it says… or who it’s really for.”

I paced to the edge of the room and back again, my fingers flexing like they wanted something to tear into.

“As far as I know, she doesn’t even know anyone there,” I muttered. “Why would she? Wolves and Lycans don’t exactly have cookouts together. We barely tolerate each other.”

Sabrina didn’t argue. Just watched me quietly, her brows pulled tight.

“That’s why Thoren’s father made him reject me.”

Her eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”

“When we met four years ago,” I said slowly, “Thoren was told he couldn’t be with me because I was a wolf. That was the whole reason. His father didn’t want our species mixing.” My voice cracked slightly, but I swallowed it down. “So why the hell would Michelle be reaching out to them of all people?”

Sabrina blinked. “You think she’s contacting someone on your behalf?”

I shook my head. “No. No, this has nothing to do with helping me. What would I need help with, I’m not here against my will.”

My stomach twisted the longer I thought about it.

“Tobias,” I said suddenly, heart dropping. “He was just here last week.”

Sabrina paled. “The guy from the gates? Your ex?”

“He wanted to talk. Said he just wanted closure, or some shit,” I said through clenched teeth. “But what if that wasn’t the end of it? What if he didn’t give up?”

“You think she sent the letter to him?”

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“Who else would she know in Silvercrest? I demanded. “And she was way too curious about him after he

left. She asked questions. Subtle, but still.”

“But why?” Sabrina asked, voice tight. “What would she gain from that?”

“That’s what I can’t figure out,” I whispered. “She acts like my friend. She brings me fucking muffins. She goes shopping with me. But then she hands off a letter to a courier heading straight into enemy territory?”

Sabrina was quiet a beat, then said, “Maybe it wasn’t about you. Maybe it was about Thoren.”

I looked at her sharply.

“Or your bond,” she added. “Maybe she’s trying to ruin something. Stir something up. Get you pulled back

into Silvercrest.”

“She doesn’t know how far things have gone with Thoren,” I said, though even as I spoke, the words felt fragile. “At least, I don’t think she knows.”

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