MALACHI’S POV
Something was wrong.
Something was terribly wrong.
I shut my eyes as I collapsed on the bed, vivid images of the horror I had seen in each of the packs replaying in my head, my body going still as it relived everything. It was the same with our guards, their bodies on the ground with just a s***h on their neck, nothing more, nothing less.
Their houses were untouched, their doors unbroken. It looked like whoever or whatever had happened had been invited willingly, or at least knew them. I dragged a breath in, feeling my wolf curling within me, begging to be let out, to destroy something, to maim.
I wondered who or what it could be. Because this wasn’t a rogue's work and for a reason I couldn’t quite put my hands on, it wasn’t random.
They were doing it on purpose; so
