Chapter 33

I sit limply in the mud, clawing at my throat, as Mira snarls, "We'll take it from here, Kennedy. You can go. And for your information- Abrego was not responsible for the death of those hikers."

"And the case regarding the high schooler?" Mira shoots Claude a glare, but Kennedy only smirks, "Don't look at him, Mira. You know that I'm perfectly capable of finding things out without tattling rats."

"We've been looking into her death," She seethes.

"Good," No longer is the casual, amused Irishman that stands beside me. Kennedy's face is hard and his tone is cuts through the pack with finality, "Because Solari will not make dealings with a pack that resorts to bloodsport of their human neighbors."

"We understand," A tall, blond man wraps his arm around her waist and smiles, "Thank you, Kennedy, for bringing her back. Let our Sentries escort you back."

"We know the way back home."

A hand is on my shoulder and I look up to see a familiar face. Jayden stares at me with a troubled frown,