Chapter Twenty-Six

Xander's POV

I was expecting the worst when I busted the door down to Jessica's house, but I was not expecting the scene before me. What I could tell had once been a pristine beige sofa was now split into multiple pieces and thrown throughout the living room. Her once solid wood coffee table was now splintered into a thousand shards. My heart starts beating frantically as my ears pick up on pained moans coming from further in the house.

I run down the hall toward the noise and enter a small kitchen where a scene from a horror movie greeted me. Our Gamma, Brian and his right hand, Tony were bound to two kitchen chairs with their backs to each other with duct tape. I can't see the extent of Tony's injuries, but I am almost positive they mirror Brian's.

Whoever did this cut Brian open from neck to navel and stuffed him full of wolfsbane to prevent him from healing and damn near liquifying every organ it touched. There was no way he would come back from this. If I had come looking for