Chapter 82

I went to see the Blue Moon pack the next day, against my better judgment. It didn't look like I expected it to. Viktor claims that things have changed dramatically since Scott's death. It seemed to have a pall over it. I approached the pack house and knocked. Nobody responded. I turned the knob, but the door was locked. I pounded even harder. When that didn't work, I yelled for someone to open the door right away.

"I'm not saying anything because I'm using your command so soon," Viktor said.

"Good, keep it that way," I said, my gaze fixed on him.

A little girl opened the door. "Hello little girl, is your mother home?" I said because I couldn't remember her name.

"No, Mommy isn't here," she explained.

"Is your brother home?" I inquired.

"No, my brother's dead," she stated flatly.

"Are you talking about Scott?" I inquired.

"No, Scott died a long time ago," she stated flatly.

I took a look at Viktor. What does this possibly imply?

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