With a sinister grin, he dialed Beta Clayton and put the call on speaker, ensuring I heard every word. “Beta Clayton, find out everything about Claire’s son, especially his whereabouts. If he’s in the pack’s infirmary, stop his treatment immediately.”
The air thickened with the weight of his threat. His gaze held mine, a cruel glimmer of satisfaction dancing in his eyes as if he believed this would break me. I responded with a grim, resigned smile.
The tension in the room was evident as Beta Clayton’s voice crackled over the speaker. [Alpha Caspian, Kylo has passed away. It happened the day after you disappeared.]
