90: The break through

Killian’s POV

The days following our encounter in the woods were a blur of frustration and obsession. I threw myself into my work, scouring through every piece of evidence, every report, every whisper that might lead me to something—anything—that could justify bringing Elaine into my custody.

It wasn’t just about the murders anymore. It was about her. The desperation gnawed at my insides, a constant, insistent ache that I couldn’t shake.

I spent hours in my office, papers and files strewn across my desk in chaotic disarray. The cabinet members were beginning to notice my relentless pursuit, their eyes filled with questions and doubt. But I didn’t care. I needed her, and I would stop at nothing to get her.

Every lead I followed, every dead end I hit, only fueled my determination. I was a man possessed, driven by a need that went beyond reason.

It wasn’t just my wolf that craved her; it was something deeper, something darker. A part of me that I had kept buried for so long was beginn