EMILY'S POV
The phone call came just after midnight. The shrill ring cut through the silence of my study, where I was staring at financial reports that made no sense.
It was Marco. His voice was a low, furious growl on the other end. "Alpha. You need to come to the city. Now."
My heart jumped into my throat. "What's happened?"
"It's Elder Jacobs. They found him in his car." Marco paused, and I could hear him fighting for control.
"The human police are calling it a heart attack. But it's not, I smelled the air around the car. It was poison. Clean and rofessional. This was another message."
The room swayed around me. Elder Jacobs was old, but he was mine. He supported me when others whispered after Ricardo's rejection. He was family.
"They killed him?" My voice sounded small, like a
