✰Trenton✰
The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the kitchen as I leaned against the counter. I gripped my mug a little too tightly. The rich, bitter aroma usually helped clear my mind, but this morning, it wasn’t enough. Nothing was. I took a slow sip as I stared blankly at the floor. My thoughts were like a storm I couldn’t control. Everything felt like it was crumbling around me. Caitlin. The kidnappings. The killings. The pack’s safety. Nothing was making sense anymore. I had been so sure that Felix was behind this. The brutality, the disappearances, the complete disregard for human life – his name was written all over it. But then, I had heard the whispers throughout the pack. Felix was far, far away, out of the country, even. If that was true, then we were back to square one. And
