Katlyn Days bled into an agonizing, endless week, yet the mystery of the twelve bodies remained totally unsolved.The media was in a rabid frenzy, constant news alerts flashing graphics of yellow police tape and dark forests, but law enforcement was running in circles. There was no physical evidence, no rogue fur, no DNA, nothing to definitively link the mysterious beast to the crime scene. Yet the silent accusation hung over our heads like a heavy executioner’s axe, waiting to drop.I watched from the doorway of his massive study as Lukas buried himself in mountains of corporate paperwork and pack administration. He barely slept. He barely ate. For seven straight days, he sat behind his heavy mahogany desk, his tie loosened, sleeves rolled up, obsessively scanning legal documents, security logs, and financial records, desperately searching for an exit strategy to protect his name, his company, and his people from the fallout of the frame-up.Strangely, through all the crushing st
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