King Braedon POV
Julia was distraught as I instructed her to remain back at the packhouse, James and I heading out silently towards the forest. Both of us were contemplative. I hadn't liked Liandra and I hadn't wanted her to remain in my pack, but I also hadn't wished her dead. This reflected badly on me. Somebody had gotten close enough to the woman to kill her. I knew instinctively this was not a suicide attempt. It was all a little too convenient. She didn't strike me as the type to go down that route, no matter how much the rejection might have hurt her. Something was off about this. But who had she trusted enough to allow herself to become vulnerable?
"What do you think all this means?" James murmured as we wandered in deeper and paused, right at the crime scene, the warriors steppi
