Guilt

I enhanced my werewolf senses before Jackson could say a word. Even though I already know the answer to my question, my wolf was pretty convinced that he is going to deny my accusation.

Jackson's eyebrows furrowed in confusion the way I expected, his eyes widening momentarily. He quickly composed himself and uttered, "What? No, that's ridiculous. Why would you think I know something about that?"

I sighed, frustration creeping into my voice. "It's just that... you and Melvin used to be close. I thought you might have some information, maybe even a lead."

Jackson's expression softened slightly, his eyes flickering with a hint of remorse. "I don't know anything about the incident, Karen. That is the reason Simon and I agreed to have an urgent meeting to find him. Similar to you, I was also saddened by his disappearance. But don't worry, we are going to find him. Just have faith, okay?"

My heart sank at his lies. He has no plan of telling us the truth. "Faith, huh?" I