AUTHOR’S POV
Alexsey turned the phone toward Marina, and she stared at the screen. The number was marked private, with no name, no identifier, and only a string of messages stacked one after another.
Is it done?
Is it done yet?
Why haven’t you replied?
I need confirmation.
Is it done?
Answer me.
Marina’s breath stopped in her chest, and her face was drained of color. “Who is this?” she whispered. “Alexsey… what is this?” They both knew whoever owned that phone had not been asked out of concern. They had been sent to do something terrible, and their blood ran cold as the picture snapped into place with horrifying clarity.
Midnight pearl not only suppressed wolves but could also be fatal when administered in large doses. Marina’s hand flew to her mouth as a soft, broken sound escap
