"Nothing about this situation is fair," I said, my voice weary. "To any of us."
She stared at me for a long moment, her expression displaying the hurt she was feeling. Then, she turned and walked out of my office, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I didn't know how long I sat there, tugging at my hair in frustration.
A soft knock on the door broke the silence. "Come in."
Nyx walked in, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. She looked like she had seen a ghost. Her face was pale, and her eyes were wide with fear.
"Damon," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "Can we talk?"
I gestured for her to sit. "Of course. What is it?"
"I know my reaction to all these could depict guilt to you and the entire pack, but I swear I didn't do it. I would never hurt Agnes. I loved her. I had gr
