_Rowena’s POV_
The pack doctor came at nine in the morning the next day, finding me in my office already.
He carefully stated that Dickson was dead.
The doctor described the physiological progression of how he died, saying the force of the rock had cracked his head in the process.
I sat with the information for a moment.
He was gone.
I had killed him.
The network’s architect was gone, the compound’s formula was in Gabriel’s custody on its way to Alaric’s office, the research would be dismantled by people with the authority and resources to do it completely.
The new threat had a different shape now, Drake was still unaccounted for, and Drake had his father’s knowledge if not his father’s operational infrastructure, which made him dangerous in a more unpredictable w
