Chapter 38: A Father's Shadow
(Elara's POV)
My hands trembled as I stared at the grotesque "gift" on my office desk – the dead pup with silver wire around its neck. The message on my phone felt like ice against my palm: "Don't contact the pack council, or you'll never know what happened to your father."
My father. A name I rarely allowed myself to think about.
I read the text again, my mind racing. How did this person know about my father? Was this just a cruel manipulation, or did they truly have information?
With shaking fingers, I typed back: "What do you know about my father?"
The response came almost immediately: "Remember the blue jacket? The one with the tear on the left sleeve? Your father was wearing it the day he vanished."
My breath caught in my throat. The room su
