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Lennox pans his camera and we’re able to see similar messages sprayed across the walls.
Lennox continues to make his way through the building. His voice becomes urgent as he approaches something. “We have a body.”
“Fuck,” Rush mutters.
It’s a male wolf. Not a wolf but a wolf shifter who died in wolf form. The singed fur is black with streaks of grey. Lennox moves the camera around the body, getting it from every angle. It’s a gruesome sight. The wolf’s teeth are pulled back in a snarl and its eyes are open and glassy, as if it’d been in mid-attack when it was killed.
“No shifter did this,” I mutter, queasy as Lennox leans over the body, examining it.
Lock agrees with me. “The throat is intact.”
What’s not intact is the chest cavity. It’s a gaping empty hole.
“The heart was removed after death,” Lennox comments, his tone professional. “The chest cavity is clear of blood.”
Lennox is my twin. Even though his tone is cool, I can sense the boiling rage beneath it.
“Hey you!” A voice off screen catches Lennox’s attention and the camera shifts to capture a woman storming up to Lennox. “What are you doing contaminating my crime scene? Who let you in here?” She’s tiny next to him, smaller than the average human female, almost child-like next to our brother. Her small black brows are pulled into a frown. Her hair is black with bright blue bangs.
At first, Lennox says nothing, then asks, “You’re the fire investigator?”
There’s something in his tone. A breathlessness, like she’s punched him, but she’s standing several feet away.
“I want to see some credentials,” she demands.
Lennox fumbles and then shows her his badge. “Detective Lennox Wolven-North. Precinct 9, Shifter Division.”
She raises a brow, studying his badge. “Must be pretty quiet in your division. We don’t get a lot of shifter-related crimes around here.”
“You’d be surprised,” Lennox says, again in a tone I can’t quite pin. It’s like he’s forcing the words out through a constricted throat. “And you are?”
“Inspector Charlie Lopez. Fire enforcement.”
Lock pauses the video. “There’s not much else. When he sent the clip to me, he said he’s partnering with the fire inspector. She’s trying to discover the cause of the fire while he works on how the body got there.”
“She’s cute,” Rush comments. “For a human.”
Ignoring Rush, Lock pins us with a serious look. “Did you recognize the wolf?”
I shake my head and look to Rush who frowns. “Show me again. He does seem familiar.”
“He should.” Lock rewinds the video and pauses on a shot with the wolf’s face and body visible.
Rush is right, he does look familiar, but I can’t place him.
“Greystone Boulder-Wolf,” Rush says, his frown deepening. “A lesser advisor to Fallon. He disappeared during your takeover.”
Lock nods. “We figured he left to avoid prosecution for the crimes he committed under Fallon.”
I hadn’t spent much time at the castle after Fallon descended into madness. Too often, he’d have his people arrested for very little reason, and Greystone had readily complied, locking them up for their imaginary crimes. When I could, I’d intervene to help them escape Fallon’s wrath, which was about as fleeting as his memory.
Before we can take the conversation further the door is flung open and Sarina bursts in, her expression frantic.
“Vanessa is hurt!” she shouts. “There’s blood everywhere!”
Chapter 16
Bitten
