Elena’s POV
Damien and I summoned Beta Hugo to an emergency meeting in the packhouse office. Despite Marcus’s death, Hugo had practically begged to maintain his position, and I’d granted him temporary authority while searching for his replacement.
The weight of leadership pressed against my shoulders as we gathered around the mahogany desk. Someone had slaughtered an entire nest of vampires, and we needed answers.
"Let’s start with potential suspects," I began, my voice carrying the new Alpha authority that still felt foreign on my tongue. "Hunters are obvious candidates. Witches with grudges. Humans who discovered too much about our world."
The possibilities stretched endlessly before us. Without concrete evidence, we were grasping at shadows.
Hugo shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "This isn’t pack business. Why should we get involved?"
Heat flared in my chest. "If Julian hadn’t warned us about the threat, we’d all be corpses right now. Remember that before you suggest abandoning our allies."
Damien’s dark gaze fixed on Hugo, a silent warning radiating from his posture. The Beta wisely chose not to push further.
"Where do we begin our investigation?" Damien asked, steering the conversation back on track.
I leaned forward, fingers drumming against the desk. "We wait for the human authorities to finish their work. If they suspect human casualties, they’ll conduct a thorough investigation. Once they clear out, we can search for evidence they’d never recognize."
"Other werewolves could be responsible," I continued. "Hell, any supernatural creature with a grudge against vampires might have done this."
Damien frowned. "By the time human investigators leave, scent trails will be cold. We might miss crucial evidence."
"Maybe. But we could discover other clues. Footprints, disturbed vegetation, traces of magic. Anything to narrow our suspect list." I stood, pacing to the window overlooking our territory.
Hugo cleared his throat. "What are our immediate orders?"
I turned, letting my Alpha presence fill the room. "Rally the warriors. Brief them on the situation completely. I want detailed reports on anyone showing resistance to this investigation. Anyone who questions helping vampire allies reports directly to me. Understood?"
The command carried supernatural weight. Hugo’s head tilted back, exposing his neck in submission. "Yes, Alpha."
After Hugo departed, silence settled between Damien and me. He approached, strong arms encircling my waist from behind.
"We’ll identify the killers," he murmured against my ear.
"I know we will. I just wish none of this had happened. Julian was genuinely good company." The loss ached deeper than I’d expected.

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