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“Half is yours.” I jerk my head toward her. “Absolutely not.”

“Absolutely yes.”

“That was your inheritance.”

“And those were your memories.”

“You took the risk.”

“You found the opportunities.”

“Luna Selena.”

“Arlene.” I fold my arms. She folds hers. Neither of us moves.

Let her win. We can buy Darian something. I nearly choke.

With the secret money we’re not telling him about?

Yes.

Luna Selena’s eyes brighten. “Your wolf wants to spend it, doesn’t she?”

“Mind your business.”

She laughs, and I look at the number again. “Are we telling them?”

“Rylan is already a billionaire. He doesn’t need to know everything.”

“Darian is going to ask questions if I suddenly buy him something ridiculous.”

“Then don’t buy him anything ridiculous.”

Ignore her. I bite my lip.

Luna Selena closes the laptop. “Every shewolf should have a little mad money for emergencies.”

“Luna Selena, we have billions.”

She shrugs. “A little more than most.”

I’m still laughing when my next message comes in. The request from Pine Ridge is buried between Council notices and invitations. I almost move past it. Then I see the pack name. My hand stops. I open the report.

Weakness. Wolves struggling to heal. Warriors complaining that their wolves feel distant. Shifts becoming harder. Patrols stretched thin because more wolves are getting sick. Rogue sightings along the border. My heart starts pounding. Pine Ridge. I know that name. I know exactly what happens to them.

Darian.

What’s wrong?

I have a report from Pine Ridge.

Silence.

Then, Pine Ridge?

Yes.

What does it say?