I could sense Axel's hidden anger toward his father, even as he tried to mask it from me. His frustration was palpable as he sat next to me, gently rubbing my back while I worked on the computer.
I accessed the dark web, a space where werewolves communicated—an area beyond the reach of even the most skilled human hackers. I began searching for any discussions regarding the Hunters, but for the moment, I found nothing.
Finally, we received news from the pathologist. We made our way to the hospital, where he handed Axel the report. My mother's body was in a casket waiting for us in the car.
As we got into our vehicle, we followed the route back to our pack. The atmosphere was chillingly quiet. I knew Axel could sense my emotions, but he remained silent. I didn't want to speak; I just need
