251 Suspects

He looked up at us, the weight of it all finally sinking into his eyes. “One of them is responsible,” he said. “But I just don’t know which.”

Dustin hesitated. “Alpha Damien, your uncle.”

Lennox nodded tightly. “And he doesn’t deserve her.”

We all leaned in. I read the line out loud. “Medical examiner’s report… subject: Olivia. Cause of death… beheaded. Additional findings… pregnancy, approximately two months.” Everything in the room went still.

Dustin walked forward, voice steady but tense. “The trackers covered all ten surrounding packs–each of the territories Olivia could’ve passed through when she left Gabriel’s pack… but none of them held her scent. Not a trace.”

“What?” Levi frowned. “That doesn’t make sense.”

Damien frowned and glared at the three of us. “That is none of your business… and you know what? You three should stay away from this case. Rebecca is my wife, and I will bring her back safely… so stay out of it. You three have your mourning to do.” He spat and walked out on us.

Our heads snapped toward him. Without hesitation, Lennox snatched the file from his hand and flipped it open.

“I don’t trust anyone anymore,” Levi added. “People fake things… anyone could be responsible.”

The moment Sofia announced Rebecca’s fear to us… we panicked. I could see the worried look on my brothers’ faces… we looked even more concerned than her so-called husband, who had forgotten about her the moment the love of his life appeared.

“I know,” Dustin replied. “But that’s the only location where her scent was found. And it was faint–almost like someone tried to mask it.”

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“Because her scent was only detected in his pack and… Gabriel was the last known contact before she disappeared.”

Levi didn’t speak, but the way his jaw clenched said it all–he agreed.

Dustin let out a slow exhale.

We all stiffened at once. “What?” Levi choked out. Dustin nodded. “Yes… the spies suspect him. And they have solid reasons for it.”

Dustin nodded. “Which is why the spies didn’t stop there. They added two more suspects to the list. Alpha Caleb… from the Brooks Pack. Remember? He hates you three… you won that land deal over him–a hundred plots of land gone overnight. He’s hated you ever since and might have done this out of revenge.”

Just then, the door opened again. Dustin stepped in, holding a file in his hand. “I’ve gotten word from the trackers and spies you placed… regarding Olivia.”

“But he seemed to be in love with her,” I said.

Olivia was our mate. If she’d slept with another man while we were still bonded, we would have felt it… we knew she made out with Gabriel while she was still mated to us, but we knew they didn’t have sex… There was no way Olivia would have been with someone else without us feeling it–unless… one of us did it behind the others’ backs. “What’s the third name?” Lennox asked.

We exchanged puzzled looks. “Except,” Dustin continued, “for one place. Gabriel’s Pack.”

We stood there in silence, each lost in thought, then Levi spoke. “Why did you marry her if you never loved her?” Levi spat, sounding frustrated.

I stepped forward, unable to hold back anymore. “Then give us names. Who are your strongest opponents right now?” Damien sighed heavily, dragging a hand down his face. “There are three Alphas who would gain the most if I stepped down,” he began listing them.

“Alpha Timothy of the Peculiar Pack–he’s been against my leadership since the last summit. Alpha Neo from the Shifter Pack–he’s desperate for power and known for dirty games. And Alpha Calvin of the Nightshade Pack. Ruthless. Calculated. He’s the type to pull something like this without blinking.”

“What?” Levi breathed.

“That… can’t be right,” I said slowly. “Olivia was a virgin. We all knew that. She never left the pack, and it didn’t even take a week after she left us for her body to be found. How could she be two months pregnant?”

Lennox flipped through the file, his eyes darting quickly across the page. Then he froze. “What’s this?” he whispered.

I looked at Lennox accusingly, and he instantly understood. “No… I swear I didn’t have sex with Olivia… we kissed… made out, but no sex…” I believed him and turned to Levi. He shook his head. “I didn’t… we only kissed and made out… nothing else.” I sighed. “I also didn’t sleep with her, so if none of us did, how could Olivia be two months pregnant?”

“Who do you think took Rebecca?” he demanded. Damien blinked, caught off guard. “I don’t know.”

We all stared at each other, confused.

“Agreed,” I said quickly.

We left the room, all three of us, walking down the hallway in tense silence. The air around us was thick with anger, frustration, and fear. The moment we stepped into the study and closed the door, Lennox turned on Damien.

Lennox slammed the file shut. “Fuck him! If I find out he is responsible, I will chop off his head and that of his entire generation.”

“You don’t know?” Lennox snapped. “She’s your wife, Damien. You should at least pretend to give a damn!” Damien’s eyes darkened, but he didn’t argue. “I don’t know,” he repeated, a little more firmly. “But I’ve already sent my men to look into it.”

“Damien,” Lennox said sharply, his tone cold and commanding. “We need to have a word. In the study.” His voice left no room for argument. Damien looked torn, glancing at Sofia. “I’ll be back,” he muttered. Sofia didn’t answer. She just frowned at him and looked away.

“This has to be a mistake…” Lennox spat. Dustin shifted uncomfortably. “That’s not all. The spies you placed have gathered some theories–and a few suspect Alpha Gabriel.” Lennox’s eyes narrowed. “Why him?”

As he shut the door, I exchanged glances with my brothers. “I swear,” I muttered, clenching my fists, “if we let this go, Rebecca will die in there. Damien doesn’t love her. He doesn’t care.”