Chapter 11

Bas POV

We never kill, it had always been a strict rule to never kill them So, as I arrived at the desolate old storage house in the thick woods, my mind raced with confusion. Who could have committed such a heinous act? The sun's light reflected in the broken windows, illuminating the eerie scene before me. Tom and Austin stood near the body, surrounded by wolves from our pack.

"Where did you find him?" I asked, unable to tear my eyes away from the lifeless figure on the ground. Cover with a white sheet

"Deep in the woods, around 2 am," Austin replied grimly. "He appears to have been attacked with deep cuts to his throat and stomach."

"Do you have any idea who it might be?"

"No," Tom answered with a shake of his head. "But judging by his appearance, he looks to be around seventeen years old."

A sharp ache pierced my chest, his face flashed in my mind It couldn't be him, there was no way. I slowly approached the lifeless body, my steps heavy with dread and disbelief. I had to see for