CHAPTER 228
~ Axel's Point Of View~
It had been a hell of crazy mumbo jumbo these past few days. From discovering that the murderer of the Packhouse guard and the boys were the same person to the entire pack now on the edge because they felt they were no longer safe.
My Father, Don Diego, and the entire Alpha council were on the verge of paranoia after the death of the boys. At first, they thought it'd be one single murder and were about to exploit the situation.
However, now that they'd realized that we might all be in danger, all hands had gotten on the deck.
I was returning from the council meeting when I glimpsed Álvaro up ahead, heading to the other wing of the pack—the more secluded one with someone whose silhouette seemed pretty familiar.
"Camilla?" I wondered aloud.
I tried to catch her scent, but the rain had washed everything away, dulling even my strongest senses.
At first, I had wanted to ignore and mind my business but something prompted me to react.
