CHAPTER 202
I pulled the cap's brim lower over my face, ensuring the shadow concealed the jagged scar Rosa had gifted me. The evening air was filled with the scent of impending rain as dampness clung to my skin and made my clothes feel heavier than they were.
I briskly walked while feeling the turmoil inside me growing the more I proceeded.
As I meandered through the narrow alleys and bustling streets of our pack's territory, snippets of silent conversations reached my ears.
Groups of pack members huddled together, curiosity evident on their faces.
"Did you hear about the murders?" a woman whispered in a shaky gossipy tone.
"Yes," her companion replied, eyes darting around nervously. "They say the bodies were... brutally decapitated."
A shiver ran down my spine. Murders were rare within our pack, and such brutality was unheard of. My mind immediately flashed back to the recent killing that had everyone on edge.
It must be the same murder case, I thought.
