Chapter Eleven

Caitlyn’s POV“I’m sorry to disturb your afternoon,” Detective Gary said as he accepted a cup of coffee from the principal. Aunt Betty sat beside me, squeezing my hand gently. “Some evidence just came to light, and we were wondering if you could help us make sense of it.”“Why her?” Tristan asked, drawing everyone’s attention. “You found the evidence. Figure it out yourself.”“Why is he here?” the detective asked, masking his frustration behind a tight smile.“I’m her emotional support,” Tristan replied, leaning against the wall. Mr Dawn, the principal, tried to interject, but his words died under a single look from Tristan.“I’ll answer your questions,” I said quietly.“You don’t have to,” Aunt Betty reminded me. “You can walk out of this room, and no one will hold it against you.”“Yes, you can,” the detective agreed as he pulled an envelope from his suit jacket. He laid a few photos on the desk and watched my reaction closely. “These are pictures of the bloody footprint we found in

Chapter Twelve

Tristan’s POVI knew who it was, and with excitement, I pounced just before he could reach Orion. I grabbed his arm and tried to wrestle him against a tree, but he wouldn't budge. It was like trying to move something stuck to the ground.“What are you doing?” Franklin asked as he watched my embarrassing attempt to overpower him. “You are strong, Tristan, but not quite there yet.”“What are you doing here?” I asked as he jostled me back.“Guess we had the same instinct as you guys,” he replied as the bushes rattled, taking us by surprise. Cameron stepped out behind him, his hands tucked in, a smug look on his face that wiped my smile away.“Do I need to remind everyone that we are on the same team, one pack? We can't allow division to spread us apart.”“He broke into my room,” Caitlyn muttered. “I'm sorry, I can't be comfortable with him around.”“Same goes for you, princess,” he replied. “How do you think I feel with you walking the town like you belong? Appearing on the first homicid

Chapter Thirteen

Caitlyn’s POV I stared at my reflection, taking in the growth I perceived just by glancing at my appearance. The scared girl who lost her parents in an accident seemed to be fading away. “Caitlyn!” Mira called out. “We need to leave. My mum will be back any time soon, and I don't want her seeing the clothes I'm wearing to the bonfire.” “Your mum is so hot,” I heard Orion comment before an argument ignited. I took one more look at myself before heading for the door. The second my hand touched the knob, a zap went through me like electricity. I recoiled, shocked by whatever it was. The door opened at that moment, and my expression mirrored Tristan’s. He stared at his hand with the same bewilderment. “What’s wrong with both of you?” Orion asked, staring suspiciously. “Did we miss something?” “No,” Tristan exhaled. “I'm going ahead. I’ll see you guys there.” “Yeah.” “Caitlyn, what’s going on?” Mira questioned. “I… I have no idea.” ***** The party was held in the woods across f

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Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen