Marcus POV
“I need to speak to that bitch.” I growled, unable to stop myself from losing control. I couldn't let my family and pack sit around that bedside, thinking that it was our beloved Bea.
“No. Wait.” Elaya grabbed my hand and pulled me backwards. She was strong, but I managed to push her aside and go running back into the room where this imposter was.
But when I got there I found the bed was empty and nobody in sight.
“Where the hell is she?” I shouted furiously.
“Oh goodness. We're too late.” Elaya gasped in disbelief. “She may have already got enough from Bea.”
I felt a surge of anger and frustration as I processed Elaya's words. How could she have kept this secret from me? Didn't she know that I needed to know the truth?
"I should have told you everything much sooner
