Everett
“Who the hell would want to kill Pearl and her mate?” I asked out loud, not to anyone in particular.
I shook my head and looked at my father and said, “What the hell is going on? I know I am only 18 years old but nothing to my knowledge has ever happened like that here before.”
“I don’t know, son. I can say this. This was a crime of passion, not just random murder. Whoever it was that killed them was fueled by rage or pure hatred.” He sighed. “I hope we find Jewel soon and that she is still alive. This is just so confusing. Who could do something like this to such a sweet girl that has just found her mate.” He finished and started toward the door. I followed him out.
We made our way through the house and out the front door. Walking to the pack house, my head was filled with so
