Ares's POV

In a fit of exasperation, I clear my desk of all its contents. How is it even possible that these men keep avoiding me? No information has emerged regarding the bastards who attacked Cara. Neither the serial killer who is still after both lycans and humans. I am breathing heavily and rapidly. What the fuck am I missing? There must be something. There is something that I need to find. Maybe I'm not handling things properly. I'm the fucking alpha, I'm not trying to boast or anything. Still, these people remain an enigma to me. They keep avoiding me.

"Perhaps we are viewing it from an incorrect angle?"...