Ares POV
Three months.
It had been three months since Bella was taken from us — and by Valen, no less. I always felt something was off about her, though I could never pinpoint what. Our dads contacted the pack she claimed to be from and were told she had been expelled years ago for killing innocent humans as sport.
Our mom and Uncle Alverez had been searching across worlds. They both confirmed she was no longer on earth. My brothers and I traveled to North Carolina to confront Queen Liza — King Damon's widow — but she claimed to know nothing.
As we were leaving, we heard her murmur under her breath.
"I hope the b***h is dead."
Her head left her body before she had time to blink. Ash handled it without breaking stride.
Out of the three of us, he was taking Bella's absence the hardest
