MARSHALL'S POV
I was lost in my thoughts, consumed by the need to prove my innocence and unravel the truth behind Charles Trywolf's murder. The weight of the world pressed upon my shoulders, fueling my determination to absolve myself in Freya's eyes. As I sat in my chamber, contemplating my next move, Lucas, my loyal confidant and informant, burst through the door, his eyes shimmering with urgency.
"Mars, I've made a breakthrough," Lucas exclaimed, his voice laden with excitement and trepidation. He held a small evidence bag, within it a single fallen fang. My curiosity piqued, I leaned forward, anticipation coursing through my veins.
"Tell me everything, Lucas. What have you discovered?"
Lucas took a deep breath, composing himself before launching into the tale. "At the very spot wh
