Marcus paces around the meeting room behind the library, feeling uneasy. There is still no word of Nicole, despite his staff's best searching. Everything they investigate turns up only the news that Nicole is dead, plain and simple.
She isn't, Marcus can almost swear to it. He doesn't know how he knows – despite their other supernatural gifts, werewolves aren't psychic – but he just knows. Or, more accurately, his wolf knows. Marcus still isn't sure what to make of that.
Alone in the meeting room, Marcus is able to pace to his heart's content. It's hard, sometimes, with so many eyes on all the Alpha family at all times. It's difficult to express oneself, because an Alpha's potential heir has to always be focused, calm, and in control.
Or at least, to look that way.
Marcus is anything
