re a pr

shook my head and sat up. "I.

t was definitely not my brother's chain, so whoever owned it could be the key to kno

is hand was still resting on mine, and I brou

or take his life themselves, I would find them, and I would make them pay. I am not

mains. What else is there for me to Iive

. It was cold, and I found myself breaking down again, unable

on, I wouldn't even see him again. I wouldn't have the prospect of see

id as he stood up, open

led out. I followed immediately, the sudden morning

two suited men standing next to it. The man, witho

," one of the suited men s

hest heaving. "My broth

shrugged. "He is still dead. And there

icated! He loved his life.

to suicide. This is not the first time. We train alphas who will take over the pack later. Norma

ou call my b

polite despite all the bullshit he was spitting. "Who would you assume was reaponsible

replace my sadness. It was becoming increasingly clear that there was some

ak. Almost effeminate. Seeing how you, his sister, are an o

immediately held back, my che

r. Suicide is a thing of the weak and not just you. All of us will have to bear the conse

ed to fill up the remaining student slots." He turn

nding there under the grey skies, the wind dancing ar

ered six feet under. No flowers. No prayers. Nothing. He w

ane, and I was just here, numbed by everything. J

at now belonged to my brother. This was a possibility I never e

ecklace. Eros. Who could he be? What could be his co

er the pendant. A small, burning sensation passed

necklace. My suspicions rose, and I s

hing about the bastard who could have killed him. I do not

building, and behind all of this beauty, something sinister happened to my brother, and I needed to find o

ing caught my eyes. In the distance, behind one of

h hitched in my throat. He was wearing a black cloak, half of h

oak all around, yet he didn't budge. I felt something rise in my chest, and somet

strong gust of wind knocked the cloak away, revealing a long, jagged sca

come alive and, in the worst, way possible. He didn't seem to

rt pounding in my chest, my mind uncertain. D

y gone. I didn't see the path he had taken, and he

where he had stood, and right th