#Chapter43: Dead or Not

I couldn’t breathe. I wasn’t sure how to respond to her statement. I swallowed and tried to think of the easiest place to start.

“What makes you think that?”

She looked at me, her eyes narrow and glinting with fury.

“My father would never join those people that conspired against our alpha. He’s not a traitor!”

I frowned looking down at the photo then back at Grace. I picked up the pen and took note, “It seems like we should have added you to the interview list.”

If I had known that Grace had also come from an ambushed pack, I would have made it a point to interview her. Then again, I wasn’t entirely sure that she would have told me anything if this hadn’t popped up.

Her eyes widened and she winced, “He knows where I am from.”

And when did you have that discussion?

I thought it had just been in her records or something, but I pushed that thoug