Kieran POV I couldn’t get the message carved into Alpha Morrison’s chest off my head. Those three words — “She was never worthy”—haunted me even in my dreams. I stood behind my desk in my office, staring at the crime scene photos spread across my mahogany desk like a jigsaw puzzle. I looked down at the coffee in my mug that had now gone cold. My wolf had been restless, agitated by the scent of violence that seemed to cling to everything lately. Everything inside of me screamed that this was just beyond random murders; it was personal.The door opened without a knock. I knew it was Aria even before her smell hit my nose. No one would dare open my door without knocking, not even Sophia."You look like hell," Aria said, setting a fresh cup of coffee beside the photos. Steam rose from the ceramic mug. It was black coffee, no sugar, exactly how I'd always taken it. She remembered. She’d changed from her hunter gear into casual jeans and a fitted black sweater that emphasized her lean fr
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