Marco’s POV
I turned slowly to face him again, the initial joy and relief I’d felt at the beginning now draining from me like dew clearing before the rising sun.
“What do you mean Ellen’s case is different?” I asked, my voice tight. “You need to just tell me they were not adopted by rogues.”
“We believe so, Alpha Marco,” the man said carefully, “but we cannot conclude that for certain.”
I started to really hear him again. My fists clenched hard.
“What do you mean by that? Didn’t your team investigate?” I demanded.
“Yes, Alpha Marco, we have—and we’re still investigating,” he replied quickly.
“We know for a fact that it was early on when Ariana was brought to the house where we found her before taking her to the warriors’ barracks. What we don’t know is where she went from there. Ar
