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ELEANOR

“He’s gone…”

Silence fell almost instantly in the room.

“What?” was the only word that managed to escape my mouth. It felt as though my heart was determined to jump out my chest any moment now.

My father’s gone…Feeling as though my brain had stopped working while trying to process this new information, I grit my teeth and stare back blankly at him.

What does that mean? I felt a painful knot twist and turn in my stomach. What happened?

I tell myself, not realizing I had just uttered the question out loud.

“We don’t know for sure. But Elijah told me someone found a group of dead bodies in your father’s office. It looked like they have been mutilated and tortured for a short period of time. No one knows who did it, and your father is declared missing from the pack.” He states, speaking in a low, calm voice as though he was afraid I’d break easily like some fragile vase.

I took in a deep breath in a bid to calm myself down just for a short moment. My eyes dropped to my covered lap