Chapter Twenty One

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When we arrived home, the car that had brought Piercing back was nowhere to be seen. He was most likely already locked up in a cell where he belonged. We all got out of the car we'd been traveling in. "What will we do about the Aston Martin?" I asked as I followed Aiden inside. He had his arm around my waist and was glaring fiercely at any male wolves who spared me a second glance.

"We'll just get your dad to send someone for it - don't worry about it babe," he responded, leaning down and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

Rian made a gagging sound from behind us. "Ew, you guys are so disgustingly cute. I feel like I need to get a b- girlfriend now."

I frowned, noticing that he was going to say something else but changed his mind at the last second. However, I didn't want to pressure him into saying anything he wasn't comfortable with, so I just let it go. Aiden chuckled at his statement while Lisa expressed her agreement through vomiting noises.

'Perri? I need you in my office, now.' I suddenly heard Dad's voice in my head and even through the mind link I could tell there was something wrong. I hoped it was nothing major.

I tugged on Aiden's arm to get him to stop. "Dad says he needs me in his office. Do you want to come with me?" I asked, and he furrowed his eyebrows but nodded.

I called out bye to Lisa and Rian and walked the familiar route to Dad's office. I knocked on the door lightly and his deep voice called for me to enter. There was no one except Dad himself inside. He was standing at his desk, a deep frown etched into his features. It seemed as if he was always looking like that nowadays. The stress of running a pack was getting to him.

"Dad?" I asked, stepping inside with Aiden right behind me.

"Oh, Perri," he greeted. "And Aiden. Well, I've got some bad news you should probably be informed about, before someone else tells you."

"Which is..." I prompted, wanting him to just get on with it.

He sighed heavily, sitting down on his desk chair. "Just before you and your friend left, a group of teenagers decided to go to the beach. Whilst there, they were attacked by some rogues that we suspect to be working with the group who have been sending us messages. They fought back, but the rogues were strong fighters. We ended up losing a pack member."

My insides went cold. Was it someone I knew? Probably, if it was a teenager who was a member of the pack. I was almost afraid to ask, but I felt as if I had to know. "Who - who was it?"

Dad's face was grim. "Annie."

Oh no. It felt surreal - Annie had always been annoying, and sure, she'd had more than her fair share of men, but she was always there. She was always doing her nails, or gossiping about the latest trends in her fashion magazines, or flirting with every eligible guy around. The last conversation I'd had with her was when we'd had a tiny spat in the cafeteria, and now she was just dead.

I cleared my throat, trying to speak. "Um, were there any other casualties?"

"There were a few injured, but nothing too grave. We didn't manage to capture any of the rogues, but some of the warriors have returned with the one who attacked you, and we might be able to get some information out of him. Some of the teenagers gave a pretty good description of who killed Annie, though. They all seemed to agree on it."

Dad spoke matter-of-factly, but I could tell that he was just as shaken up about this as I was. He was trying to put his emotions aside and be a good Alpha for the members of the pack so as not to make anyone freak out. He knew as well as I did that Annie didn't deserve this. She still had her whole life ahead of her. The whole ordeal kind of spurred me to want to get to the bottom of this, and wipe out the rogues.

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