Nicholas’s POV
Marco leaned in closer to the screen, squinting hard at the frozen image. His brows pulled together in a deep frown. “Now that you say it… yeah, I see it too. The build, the way he carries his shoulders. It really does look like Alpha Jackson.”
I felt a cold spike run down my spine.
“But Alpha Jackson wasn’t even at the ball,” Marco added quickly. “His beta represented him.”
“And don’t you find that a little suspicious?” I shot back, my voice low and sharp. The room felt smaller suddenly, the hum of the monitors pressing in on me.
Marco rubbed the back of his neck, looking uneasy. “It is suspicious… but Alpha Jackson is obsessed with your wife. I don’t think he would want to kill her. He’s been chasing after her for years in his own twisted way.”
I let out a bitter lau
