ETHAN
Winston paced back and forth in his office. He clenched and unclenched his jaw, and I waited for his response. I had never seen him so conflicted before, even when dealing with the betrayal of my father and finding out his own father cheated on his mother.
“How did we miss this?” Winston finally said. “Seven packs completely erased with no evidence of survivors?”
“I think the survivors are the ones who have been attacking our pack,” I pointed out.
Winston’s entire body froze, and he closed his eyes. “If they had just asked us for help, we would’ve brought them in instead of killing them.”
“I don’t think they were in their right minds,” I said. “Someone is manipulating them to attack us.”
“Who would do that?” He sank into his chair and rubbed his temples. “And why?”
When we int
