Nora’s POV I couldn’t believe what was happening. I stood in front of my neighbor’s house, surrounded by flashing lights and nosy reporters. They were all here because of the Claw Killer. He had struck again the night before, and this time he had killed my neighbors. I had seen their bodies. They were lying on their bed, their eyes wide open in horror. Their necks were cut open, and their chests were torn apart. I had been the one who heard the screams, but by the time Zane arrived with his colleagues, the killer was gone, and so were the lives of the couple next door. Although I didn’t know them that much, it hurt like hell. They didn’t deserve to be mutilated and butchered like animals. I felt sick to my stomach as I snapped the remaining photos of the crime scene. I was about to go inside the house when Zane came out of the front door. He looked grim and tired, his suit stained with blood. He sighted me and walked towards me, pushing through the crowd of reporters and curious on
Alpha George’s POV I jolted awake from a nightmare, feeling a cold sweat on my forehead. I reached out to Alicia, but the bed was empty. We fought last night, but we always made up before going to sleep. She wouldn’t leave me, would she? I turned on the lamp and got off the bed, feeling a pang of anxiety. "Sweetheart, where are you?” I called out to her through telepathy, but there was no answer. She must have blocked me. Why? I walked out of our room and down the dark hallway, following her scent with my wolf senses. It was faint, but unmistakable. She had been here not long ago. But where did she go? I stopped in front of a door. It was—it was Rick's door. Why would she go there? Unless... No, no, it couldn't be. She wouldn't do that to me. She loved me. A moan came from inside the room—a familiar moan. A moan that used to be mine. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to confront them. I slammed my fist against the door, making it shake on its hinges. I heard a gasp from inside,
Alpha George’s POV My father calmly lowered his rifle and looked at me with a cold expression. “George, follow me. We have to talk.” He said, ignoring Alicia, who was still on the bed, sobbing and clutching the sheets. I followed him out of the room, leaving behind the blood and tears. The guards had already taken my brother’s body away, dragging him like a sack of potatoes. We walked down the dark corridors, past the other rooms where warriors were guarding. They looked at us with curiosity and fear, knowing that something was wrong. They whispered amongst themselves, but no one dared to ask any questions. My father led me to his office, a large and luxurious room with a desk, a sofa, a fireplace, and a wall full of trophies. He closed the door behind us and locked it. He gestured for me to sit on the sofa, while he placed his rifle on his desk and sat on it facing me. He took a deep breath and said, “Son, this morning the pack council is going to decide if you are going to conti
Alpha George’s POV I glared at him and said, “…I mean, I don’t accept this decision. I don’t accept Rick as the alpha. I am still the alpha, I am not giving up this position.” The leader shook his head. “George, you have to accept the will of the council. They have voted, and they have chosen Rick. He is the new alpha, and you will have to respect that.” He said in a rumbling tone. I snorted. “Respect? What respect? You have no respect for the law of the pack.” He raised his eyebrows. “The law? What are you talking about?” he asked, confused. I smiled, knowing I had a trump card. “The law says the alpha must have an heir before he can inherit the title and his power, and he must have a bloodline to continue his legacy,” I said and continued. “I will cut to the chase; I have an heir, and he was bore to me by my mate.” Everyone gasped and started whispering among themselves. Rick looked confused and nervous. “What are you talking about, brother? You don’t have an heir, your fiancé
Nora’s POV I peeled another apple and placed it on the tray next to the hospital bed. The room was small and dim, with a window overlooking the city. The only sounds were the beeping of the machines and occasional footsteps in the hallway. The female cop lying there looked pale and weak, but she still managed to smile at me. “Thank you, Nora. You are very kind.” She said in a raspy voice. I shook my head. “No, thank you. You saved my life. You are the one who is kind.” She waved her hand dismissively. “It was nothing. Anyone in my position would have done the same. You don’t have to stay here with me, go home to your kids, they need you more than I do.” She muttered. I frowned. “I can’t leave you alone, you are hurt, and you need someone to look after you.” She heaved a sigh, sounding tired. “I’m fine. Really. My boyfriend will be here any minute. He will take care of me.” I bit my lower lip. I didn’t like the way she said that. There was something in her tone that made me unea
Alpha George’s POV I was fucking done with her, I couldn’t stand the sight of her clothes in my closet anymore. The ones she wore when she kissed me goodbye when she said she loved me, and when she lied to me, I grabbed them all and threw them into the luggage that Jack was holding for me. He knew what I was going through. He didn’t say anything, he just helped me get rid of her stuff. I moved to the nightstand and saw her perfume, the one that used to drive me crazy. I picked it up and sprayed it on myself, hoping to feel something. But all I felt was anger and disgust. I tossed it into the luggage and swept the rest of her things with my arm. Her makeup, her jewelry, and her hairbrush All the things that reminded me of her. Jack zipped up the luggage and was about to take it out when we heard the door slam. We turned around and saw her standing there, looking shocked and confused. She had a guilty look on her face, the one she always had when she knew something was wrong. “Alici
Nora’s POV I was sitting behind my desk, watching the CCTV footage that was in front of the toilet at the police station. I was watching the video of the man who attacked me. He was wearing a ski mask that covered his face, so I couldn’t tell who he was, but there was something about his build. I could swear he was someone I knew, but I couldn’t place my hand on it. My office was a mess, but I liked it that way. It was filled with clues and pictures of different crimes, some solved, some unsolved. They were pinned to the walls, stacked on the shelves, and scattered on the floor. The sun was shining through the window, casting warm light on my face. It was a beautiful day, but I was livid about the fact that the cops still hadn’t caught the man in the video. I took a sip of my coffee next to me and was still looking at the video when a loud noise from outside my office caught my attention. I sauntered out of my office to see what was happening and was surprised to see my big boss,
Nora's POVHe leaned in and wrinkled his brow. “I like the sound of that,” he said with a smile. I rolled my eyes at him. “This isn’t the time to flirt, we leave tonight,” I said, poking him in the chest. He grabbed my finger from his chest and kissed it softly with his plump lips. “Anything for you, baby," he whispered in a seductive voice and winked at me. I felt a thousand butterflies in my stomach, and a tingling sensation ran through my finger. I pulled my hand out of his grip and picked up his coffee from the desk, handing it to him. “Take, leave, we are going to talk about this later, okay?” I asked, looking into his eyes. He collected the coffee from me. He turned and walked out of the office without looking back. I knew he was still trying to be patient with me, but I had no idea if I wanted to be in a relationship right now, not with all this shit happening. I was about to scatter the pictures when my phone rang. The loud ringing broke the silence. I picked it up without