D A M O N
I was in my office, going over the patrol logs from the night Roland was attacked. Everything was in order. No signs of forced entry. No suspicious activity. It was as if the attackers had materialized out of thin air.
I rubbed my temples, a headache starting to form. There was something I was missing. A piece of the puzzle that just didn't fit.
My mind kept going back to what Kiara said about Marcus. She had a bad feeling about him. And my mate's intuition was something I had learned to trust. Her gut feelings were usually right.
I picked up my phone and dialed a number. It rang a few times before someone picked up.
"Gabriel," I said, my voice low. "I need you to do something for me."
"Anything, Alpha," Gabriel said, he was loyal and always ready for anything.
"I need you
