Chapter 53

Akira’s POV

I stood there in the middle of the semi-dark room, the phone still pressed against my ear even though Jackson had dropped the call. While I stood there, I was still, stunned, trying to process everything.

Alpha Isaac was dead. His entire family, gone. And it was all because I hadn’t done enough.

It was when I lowered the phone from my ear, that I noticed my hands were trembling; probably it was because I was shocked.

Jackson’s anger was justified. I had failed but his words kept hitting me hard than I expected. ‘if you don’t start pulling your weight, you’ll be the one standing over their bodies with Hunter by your side.’

Was Alpha Jackson trying to imply that If I hadn’t don much, I was a contributor to the anymore death through Hunter in the werewolf community?

I only took up this job to save myself and get revenge from for my parents’ death but not to be tagged an accomplice to the death of others. That was the last thing I wanted to my name.

But come to think of it,