Mac’s POV
I hated seeing Yuri hurt. Her pained expression made me realize just how insensitive I’d been toward her feelings.
“Alpha, please come here.”
Emery’s voice broke through my guilt-ridden thoughts, snapping me out of my reprieve. I turned and made my way to the morgue, where the forensic doctor was waiting with a report file in hand.
“Alpha, may the light of the Moon Goddess be with you,” he greeted solemnly.
“What’s the news?” I asked.
He handed me the file, and as I scanned the contents, a chill ran down my spine. The DNA report confirmed that the deceased were members of our pack. All of them—she-wolves between the ages of 20 and 25—had been brutally attacked by male wolves. But
why? Could rogues be targeting the she-wolves?
“Gunther,” I called, “try to find out more ab
