A Traitor

Red colored her cheeks, a vivid flush of embarrassment and self-consciousness at the memory of her wild behavior beside the serene lake.

And she blamed her loss of control all on Elijah.

However, back at the pack, important matters kept her hand tied, and she hardly had time to even think of what went down between Elijah and her.

"Commander," James called.

Although Ashlyn hadn't been officially reinstated, everyone was used to addressing her using her previous position. Comfortable with that, Ashlyn did not bother correcting them. No matter what, this position belonged to her.

Ashlyn met James's gaze with a cool stare of acknowledgment, waiting for him to unveil the reason for his interruption.

"You have to see this," he said urgently, his voice tinged with a mixture of disbelief and concern.

"What is it?" she questioned.

"There are splotches of blood and lifeless bodies strewn across the distance. It's a gruesome scene, and the corpses have started to decay. It must have happened qu