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“Give me a minute, I need to check if my sister is alright.” I say, knowing I sound cold, but I need a moment, turning I leave the room.
Prescott is pacing the hall, but I can tell he’s mind linking. He’s frowning, and I can sense his worry. He sighs and runs his fingers through his beard.
“Has my sister arrived yet?” I ask him when he finally turns to me.
“She’s on her way. The two bodies have been collected and the king ordered them to be brought here…” He hesitates.
There’s something different in his behaviour. He’s different from the panicked Alpha I had seen when I came in. He looks almost uneasy.
“What is it?” I ask, frowning.
“There’s… there was no sign of this apparent monster, Alpha Arden.” He says quietly.
I frown as I look up at him sharply. “What do you mean ther
