Chapter 438 - CH 438 — The Sleeper Agent

The afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of Pack Headquarters with a restrained golden warmth that softened the stern architecture of the command wing, where polished stone corridors echoed with measured footsteps, quiet conversations between officers, and the occasional rustle of parchment carried from one strategy room to another, creating the reassuring rhythm of an institution that had endured generations of conflict through discipline rather than spectacle, while beneath that familiar order an uneasiness lingered so subtle that few would have recognized it unless they had spent years learning how fear concealed itself behind ordinary routine.