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“You dare speak of being victims?” Johnathan spat, his voice raw and broken. “You monsters killed him! You invited him here to be slaughtered! You’re all animals!”
The tension in the room skyrocketed. I could feel the wolves behind me bristling, their own protective instincts rising in a hostile wave. Giovanni’s hand was on my shoulder, a grounding
pressure.
“We did not kill your son, Johnathan,” I said, forcing the words past the snarl that wanted to emerge. “We found him. And we will find who is responsible.”
Beatrice stepped into the silence, her voice dripping with condescension. “Words are cheap, Alpha. We will be establishing a command post here, in your home. We will be interviewing every single member of your pack. My team will be here tomorrow morning. We expect your full and unfettered access. To everything.”
The threat was unmistakable. They were going to turn our lives inside out, looking for any crack, any weakness, any stray thread they could pull to unravel us. They weren’t looking for the truth. They were looking for a scapegoat. And we were it.
For a long moment, the only sound was the crackling of the fire in the great hearth. I looked at the faces of my pack… fear, anger, defiance. I looked at the cold, calculating faces of the Council. I looked at the shattered, grief stricken and angry face of a father who had lost everything. I was caught between them all.
Finally, I gave a single, curt nod. “You will have my cooperation. But this is still my house. And my pack. Remember that.”
Fenris met my gaze, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of something other than resignation in his eyes. It was a warning. Be careful, Alpha. This is a game you cannot win.
Beatrice gave a thin, cruel smile. “We will see.” She turned, her movements sharp and precise. “We will be at the local inn. Do not leave the island, Dominic. Any of you.” Her gaze swept over my pack. “You are all persons of interest now.”
She swept out of the room, the politician lawyer and a seething Johnathan closely behind her. Fenris lingered for a moment, his old eyes holding mine.
“The Council wants this handled quietly, Dominic,” he said, his voice low enough that only I could hear. “Beatrice wants a head on a pike. Yours. Do not give her a reason to take it.”
With that, he too was gone, leaving me in the suffocating silence of my own home, my pack looking to me for a miracle I was not sure I could provide.
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How did this happen? How did a perfect night turn into this in a matter of seconds? How did our happy bubble burst, leaving us with a grim reality? I had thought we could handle it, that we could find a way to handle the treacherous waters of werewolf human politics. But I was wrong. I had underestimated their hatred, their prejudice. This was their perfect chance to finally get rid of us.
“I am not going to let them destroy us,” I said, my voice a low growl that rumbled through the silent hall. “We did not kill this boy. We are not monsters. And we will prove it.”
My pack members looked at me, their eyes filled with a renewed faith, a desperate hope. I had to be strong for them. I had to be the Alpha they needed me to be. But inside, the rage was a physical thing, a roaring inferno, a beast clawing at my insides, desperate to be set free. I wanted to hunt, to find whoever did this and make them pay.
I turned to Giovanni,. “Double the patrols. Nobody comes on or off this island without my express permission. And I mean nobody.”
“What about the Council’s team?” Giovanni asked, his face grim.
“They are the exception,” I said, my jaw tight. “But I want a detail on them at all times. I want to know everything they do, everywhere they go, everything they say. If they so much as look at a leaf the wrong way, I want to know about it.”
He nodded, his expression a mixture of understanding and concern. “Understood.”
“I need some air,” I said, my voice strained. “I need to run. You are all dismissed.”
Without waiting for their response, I turned and walked out of the house, the cool night air a shock to my system. I needed to feel the earth beneath my paws, to feel the wind in my fur, to unleash the beast that was raging inside me.
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