Chapter 136

** Remy’s POV ** I can’t sleep. I lay there for an hour, listening to the sounds of even breathing from my bond group before I give up and head downstairs. My mind is too busy to sleep. I take a glass from the cupboard and fill it with water, grabbing a slice of leftover pizza from the fridge and taking a bite as I head out the back door to sit on the porch. The air is cold, damp, and sharp with the scent of pine. I’m not sure how long I sit there, watching the clouds pass in front of the moon, just enjoying the peace of an uneventful night. The pack is quiet, the kind of deep silence that only happens after midnight. My mind keeps circling back to the bullets we’ve found. The hunters are adapting. The lethality of that poison. We are missing something; I’m sure of it, but I can’t work out what it is. Someone must be backing them. Someone who understands how we work. Could they be connected to the person who’s feeding them intel from inside the pack? Callen’s Rumour Roulette has been u