It would destabilize them.
Dakota was no longer simply the estranged daughter of another Alpha. She now stood under the protection of Kade Nightshade, shielded by his territory, his authority, and whatever claim he now held over her future.
And Ethan, Ethan had already crossed into territory that no Alpha would ignore.
Black magic.
Forbidden.
Unforgivable.
He had used it on Dakota. Whether out of desperation, obsession, or something far more twisted did not matter.
To a wolf like Kade Nightshade, that was not a mistake.
That was an offense.
A direct violation.
And men like Kade Nightshade did not let such things pass.
They did not forget.
They did not forgive.
They waited.
They waited for the perfect time to strike.
Gerald still believed they had not provoked Nightshade. He believed distance and restraint would keep his pack safe. He believed staying out of Nightshade's affairs would prevent conflict.
But the truth was far more dangerous.
They were already entangled.
