"You dare speak of being victims?" Johnathan spat, his voice raw and broken. "You monsters killed him! You invited him here to be slaughtered! You're all animals!"
The tension in the room skyrocketed. I could feel the wolves behind me bristling, their own protective instincts rising in a hostile wave. Giovanni's hand was on my shoulder, a grounding pressure.
"We did not kill your son, Johnathan," I said, forcing the words past the snarl that wanted to emerge. "We found him. And we will find who is responsible."
Beatrice stepped into the silence, her voice dripping with condescension. "Words are cheap, Alpha. We will be establishing a command post here, in your home. We will be interviewing every single member of your pack. My team will be here tomorrow morning. We expect your full and u
