*JORDYN'S POV*“I need to make some calls,” I said softly, stepping away.She gave me a small, understanding smile. “I’ll be here when you’re done.”I watched her retreat to the couch before heading to my desk. Picking up my phone, I hesitated for a moment, then dialed.The line clicked after a few rings.“Jordyn,” my mother’s voice greeted me, cautious yet warm.“We need to talk,” I said, keeping my tone neutral.There was a pause on the other end, then a sigh. “I was wondering when you’d call. I take it this isn’t a social visit?”“No. It’s about Vincent.”Her sharp intake of breath was audible. “What about him?”I leaned forward, my elbows resting on the desk. "You know he's a spy. He’s feeding information to the rival pack. We’re gathering evidence, but I need to know if you’ve noticed anything unusual. Any behavior that stands out.”Silence. Then, finally, she spoke, her voice laced with disbelief. “No, I haven't, Jordyn, if I’d known…”I clenched my jaw, trying to keep my emotio
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