Beth's POV
"I heard that it was a terrible death..." Peter turned blue and tried not to vomit as he spoke.
"By the time the pack found him, his heart was already ripped out, and his chest was covered with claw marks. But those claw marks weren't left by werewolves and no one knows who or what creature those claws belonged to.” Peter frowned as if he felt the same pain.
"How could that be possible? I met him at the Alpha Meeting before and he struck me as a strong Alpha that could be easily taken down to the point that his heart would be ripped out of his body.” Aaron replied, as he tried to digest the information.
Hearing them and looking at their expressions, I became nervous and worried at the same time.
I held Aaron's hand, and he patted me consolingly. Everyone else became silent
