Josh POV
I paced back and forth in the cell whereas he lied on the floor almost lifeless. My wolf was threatening to bolt out anytime. “That was you, wasn’t it?” I crouched to his level and asked him in a deadliest tone. I bunched the back of his head “It was you who harassed her that night” this time I was not asking but stating. The reluctance to speak and fear in his eyes had spilled it all. It was him.
My other hand shot up and connected with his cheek. He fell down on the floor again coughing blood. The mystery was solved. I had pieced the puzzle. But if it was him why was I not able to sniff his scent. I stood up and asked, “How did your scent become untraceable?” He did not reply. I was already running thin on patience and he wasn't making it any easier. So I kicked him again in
