Chapter Thirty

Caleb

I pulled back the white sheet and witnessed the horror, revealing from the neck upwards. The fatal wound that killed Anna was a gaping hole where her throat ought to be. Tyler had torn it out in a pure act of evil. What other explanation could there be?

“Where was she found?” I asked, demanding answers.

Every death that occurred in my pack was painful, whether it be by natural causes or someone who had been killed in a rogue attack. I felt the loss all the same. But this ... a young girl, murdered by another member of the pack, was just unfathomable. The deplorable notion was that her mate was the culprit and that beggar’s belief. It was unheard of. I wanted him to find his mate so badly, I just wasn’t prepared for it to come to this. She was Aaron’s youngest sister-in-law.

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