20. Why?

The rising tension in the room grew stronger with each passing second because of a particular crisis. And in front of the pack leader of Rojo La Luna was a man kneeling with a desperate plea for answers.

"How come you let her go?"

His baritone voice echoes in every corner of the room. While the leader, with a grave countenance, glowered at him without humor. No one should ever challenge his decision.

"I can't keep something that wants to leave, Kairo," the chief quickly said, and as his hand waved in the wind, signaling the dismissal of the case, two men approached, each holding Kairo's arm, preparing to take him out.

"What about my sister? What will happen to Calixta if Aria finds out?" Kairo yelled as he was carried out of the office.

The chief took his lighter from his pocket, lighted a cigar, and began spewing smoke like there was no tomorrow. His eyes were as icy and black as the night, veins visible in every movement of his hand.

The woman's face, solely carved in his memory,