SOPHIA’S POV
*"There was a break-in."*
Nicholas’s words lingered in my mind, heavy with unspoken implications.
I sat across from him in his office, my fingers curled into the armrests of the leather chair, my pulse steady despite the weight of the conversation.
“The records hall,” I murmured. “What was taken?”
Nicholas leaned back slightly, his gaze sharp and calculating. “Files from my father’s rule. But only **specific** ones.”
I frowned. “Which ones?”
His jaw tensed. “The ones tied to certain pack members. Men who disappeared. Men like the ones whose **bodies are now surfacing.**”
The chill that had settled in my spine deepened.
“Someone’s looking for something,” I said slowly. “Or trying to erase it.”
Nicholas nodded. “That’s what I intend to find out.”
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