Chapter 68

Alpha Jaxon’s POV

“What do you mean your breast ripper wasn’t there in the morning?” The former alpha stood, with tension gripping everyone in the room. The utterance alone from me was enough to put every single werewolf in there on high alert. That particular information was only known to me until I decided to put it out there.

“I always look at all my weapons before leaving the office and every morning when I step in.” They were like my fine jewelry, which I treasured. Since recovering them from Cane, I had made sure to confirm every day that they are locked in the office cabinet.

“And the locks? Were they tampered with?” Mr. Weller asked, adjusting his specs. The man had perfect vision but always said he felt the need to wear spectacles for fun.

“No, the door was locked, and so was the cabinet. I am the only one who has the keys; not even my mate has a spare.” I had spent the entire day trying to figure out how the perpetrator got in. I was tempted to have