Alexandra POVEnzo and Dustin ran to the Iron Claw pack, while I was told to remain at the pack house and keep things steady. When I arrived, everyone was a bundle of nerves.I expected Celeste to be there and chase me off the property, but she wasn’t there, nor was her granddaughter.I didn’t have a good relationship with the occupants of the pack house, so I couldn’t tell what had them so nervous.While everyone kept to themselves, I thought about Emmie and how she was doing. I shot her a text, but she hadn’t responded. Azeal wasn’t at the Supreme Council meeting, nor were Emmie’s parents, which was suspicious. I went into the lounge, which was a clean and elegant room. It didn’t feel like anyone sat down in here. It was frozen in time.“I wonder why,” I whispered.A large portrait hung over the fireplace. An oil painting of a younger Alpha Enzo and his teenage daughter.“It’s just been the two of them,” I stated.I moved around, scanning the other photos. There were surprisingly ma
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