Cain had arrived at the bar where the massacre had taken place and was shocked to find that everyone—both human and werewolf—who might have been a possible witness had been wiped out. Tracking down the bar had been a challenging task on its own, only to discover that all potential leads had been completely erased. Eldric's constant threats to deny him the red potion lingered in his mind—a threat that might have concerned him more if he hadn't already met his mate. However, even that solace was marred by the fact that his mate seemed completely repulsed by him regardless of what he did.
"Have you double-checked every room?" Cain asked, his tone sharp as his piercing gaze landed on the highest-ranked guard he'd brought with him. The man immediately bowed, his submission far deeper than Frank's usual gesture, almost as though he were apologizing for failing Cain. His voice trembled slightly as he responded, betraying his fear.
