Bound By Broken Promises
My blood ran cold as I read the descriptions.
They matched the symbols carved into our victims almost exactly.
"Because I think our killer isn't just targeting people who opposed our bond," I said slowly, the pieces clicking into place. "They're following a specific ritual from traditional pack law. These aren't random murders, they're ceremonial executions."
Kieran took the book, reading it over my shoulder. I could feel his warmth, smell his familiar scent. The mate bond hummed quietly between us, a subtle reminder of what we'd lost.