I took a breath, forcing myself to calm and pushing back my wolf. "Erica wasn't alone. Remember what Eduardo said about the investigator in Fort Worth?"

"Yeah, Special Agent Randall Meechum, FBI and Sulphur River Pack." She looked at me as I nodded. "Oh shit. He was there?"

"Yep. He was eating with Erica when we arrived."

"The gunshot I heard, you killed him?"

"I couldn't," I said as I sank to my knees. "I just scared him so he wouldn't follow me. He... he's my MATE, Marcy."

"Holy shit." She turned and looked up at the sky. "Your mate knows you were the one in Fort Worth who killed...