Dean and Mark were seated in Mark’s office, deep in discussion about their ongoing business dealings, when a knock at the door interrupted them.
“Alpha, Beta Henry is here to see you,” a voice called from outside.
Mark clenched his jaw slightly, irritation flashing across his face, though he quickly masked it with a calm expression. He didn’t want to appear rattled in front of Dean.
“Excuse me for a moment,” Mark said politely. Dean simply nodded, leaning back in his chair with a relaxed posture.
Stepping out of the office, Mark’s demeanor shifted. He turned to Henry with narrowed eyes and a clipped tone. “This better be important.”
Without a word, Henry handed him a phone. On the screen was a photo of a decomposed body — a decayed corpse lying in a tattered coffin. Mark’s breath hitc
