“Why did you come out?” I looked at him as he closed the door behind himself.
“Her wounds were healing as soon as she woke up. Not fast, not by a long shot, but enough that I felt comfortable giving her the space she requested.” He caught an Omega walking by. “Can you bring me a chair, please?”
“Of course, doctor.” The Omega ran off, and the doctor turned back to us.
“I’ll sit out here, in case anything happens, but with her healing coming back, and the command, I think we will be fine.” I nodded once and my dad turned to me.
“What happened?” He sounded exhausted, and I was still pissed at him, but we had other, bigger issues to worry about.
Rowan and I told him everything that we saw, heard, and found. Rowan hesitated for a second when he got to how we found Cass in the clearing. “It looked almost staged.” I looked at him, confused.
“What?”
“What do you mean?” Ronnie, pushed up from the railing he was leaning on.
“The attack, the clearing, it looked almost staged. It was weird. I’m probably overthinking it all, but I don’t know.”
My dad watched him for a second. “Explain what you mean. Don’t worry about what it sounds like. Just tell us what you remember.”
Rowan nodded. “I remember when I was a kid, my dad would have young Alphas and Beta’s come to the capitol and stage attacks.” He glanced at Ronnie and my father. “You know the ones I’m talking about.” They both nodded. “It was like that.We entered the clearing, and there was debris everywhere. Trees knocked down blood splatter, but it felt…off. Like someone planned it all.” He started to pace. “The other wolf was face down, and too bloody to even recognize, like Cass wanted to disfigure her.”
Greyson growled. “Are you accusing my mate of something?”
Rowan raised his hands. “Not at all. I don’t think she was involved in it all.”
Greyson deflated a little. “What do you mean?”
“Like someone came in after she was out cold and did stuff to make it look that way?” I offered.
He nodded. “Yeah…Like that.”
My dad frowned. “But why would they do that?”
Ronnie paced. “I feel like we are missing something…”
My dad looked between me and Rowan. “Did you check the other body?”
Rowan nodded. “No heartbeat.”
“Are you sure?” My dad lifted a brow. “Because magic is very useful in hiding things.”
I looked down at my hands, still covered in blood. “I didn’t touch the other body. I was focused on Cass.” I looked at Rowan. “Did you?”
He frowned. “I was going to, but then something happened and I just smelled death, and listened for a heartbeat.”
“What happened?” My dad prodded.
“Nothing…” Rowan frowned.
My dad chuckled. “Something felt off, because something was off. The ‘body’ was probably Aurora still alive, and using magic to confuse you.” Rowan growled, but my father patted his shoulder. “Don’t get upset. The bitch is good at what she does.” He turned back to his office. “Get cleaned up and come back to my office.”
“Why?” I called out. I wanted to stay here, just in case Cass changed her mind about wanting someone with her.
“Because I have an idea, and it might be good enough to stop the war from even happening.” That caught everyone’s attention.
“Tell us.” Rowan stepped closer, but my dad waved his hand.
“I’ll mull it over until you two get cleaned up.” He wrinkled his nose. “You two stink of magic and death, and neither is a good thing right now. You’re upsetting the wolves here, and we have enough of that going on already.” He turned and walked away. He looked over his shoulder. “I’ll have food brought up. And a good bottle of whiskey. Go get clean.” His words were command free, but I heard the order for what it was.
