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If possible, Hazel really wished she didn’t have to witness this scene.

“Cyril, are you there?” Hazel called softly through the mind link, making an effort to steady her breath.

Hazel wasn’t sure if she could reach Alpha Cyril, but right now, she desperately wanted him to appear.

“Hazel,” Cyril’s voice was low and hoarse, just like usual, as if the events of earlier in the day had not made him angry.

“Cyril, I’m in a nearby alley behind the backyard. Something terrible has happened here,” Hazel quickly briefed him on everything, and hearing Cyril’s voice brought her some comfort. On the other end, Cyril fell silent for a moment.

“Hazel, stay there, and make sure you’re safe,” Cyril’s words provided a bit of reassurance for Hazel.

She helped Eloise, preventing her from falling to the ground. Eloise was sitting on the ground, her expression filled with fear.

“Hazel, I’m not having hallucinations, am I?” Eloise could still feel her legs trembling.

“Eloise, this is no illusion,” Hazel tightly pursed her lips. She didn’t want to believe what she was seeing either.

Hazel and Eloise remained at the entrance of the alley and didn’t take another step forward. At the end of the alley, they saw five lifeless bodies piled together. The blood on the ground appeared to be coagulating, making it look eerie and terrifying in the darkness.

Hazel was thankful she couldn’t see the front of those bodies. Otherwise, she might have nightmares, and Eloise would probably scream in the middle of the night.

Hazel stood to the side, quietly waiting for Cyril to arrive.

Five minutes later, Cyril arrived in the alley with Theo and his private security detail. He had a furrowed brow, and his expression was very grave. Hazel knew this was a tricky situation; five more people from the Pack had died.

“How did you discover them?” Cyril inquired.

Bessie’s death was within his expectations, but the cause of death for these five was unknown. No one among them knew, and perhaps this had some connection to the people behind Bessie.

“We were returning home after shopping. We can reach my backyard through here; it’s a shortcut,” Hazel sighed.

She extended her right hand and pointed to the front of the bodies, then continued, “See it? That’s where my room is.”

As she pointed, Hazel’s hand froze. Her mind vaguely flashed with something.

She had found Bessie, and her ring had been beside Bessie’s head. Now these five bodies were piled outside her room, meaning that if she were in her room right now and opened the window, she would be able to see the faces of these five bodies.

Hazel’s mouth dropped open, and it dawned on her that these five bodies were directed at her.

“So, they were after me,” Hazel’s face displayed shock.

Hazel turned to Cyril and Theo, and it was evident that they had the same suspicions as her.

“I wish we hadn’t taken the shortcut,” Eloise finally spoke up, her voice filled with regret. She regretted coming here.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Hazel’s expression darkened. Indeed, this had nothing to do with Eloise. She was just unlucky and happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

But these five bodies were genuinely outside her room, and someone wanted her to see them, to discover them.

Hazel had no idea who these people were because she hadn’t seen their faces.

Cyril walked forward, wanting to see who had died.

When Cyril saw the identities of the five deceased, a momentary shock flashed through his eyes-it was them.

Cyril exchanged a glance with Theo, and Hazel noticed something strange about their interaction.

“Parrish, Rankin, take those bodies back, and clean up the scene,” Cyril issued the orders. He needed to resolve this matter before daylight to prevent more people from seeing these five corpses.

This situation was evidently more serious.

“Yes, Alpha,” Parrish and Rankin responded with solemn expressions.

Hazel watched as Parrish’s security team took the five bodies back to the Pack House, while Rankin’s team stayed behind to clean up the blood. In no time, the alley returned to its normal appearance, as if there had never been a crime there.

Except for the lingering scent of blood in the air, no one knew that five people had died there. Hazel couldn’t describe her feelings.

“Hazel, are you okay?” Theo looked worriedly at his sister, who had encountered corpses two times in a row. He couldn’t help but wonder if this would leave a lasting impact on her.

Cyril’s gaze also remained on Hazel.

“Theo, I’m fine,” Hazel calmly responded. She should be more concerned about Eloise.

Hazel squatted down, stroking Eloise’s back. She looked somewhat traumatized.

“Hazel, I think I should head back now,” Eloise said, her face turning pale.

“I’ll go with you,” Hazel helped Eloise up.

“You can stay. I can get back on my own,” Eloise said, her face emotionless.

“Theo, take care of Hazel,” Eloise embraced Hazel briefly. She knew Hazel must be worried as well.

“I’ll look after her. Stay safe,” Theo told Eloise.

Eloise nodded, waved goodbye to Hazel and Theo, and then left the alley, running back toward their homes.

Hazel redirected her attention and looked at Cyril.

“Cyril, do you know who those five people were, right?” Hazel asked slowly.

Cyril’s lips pressed into a thin line, and he eventually nodded. He did know the identities of the five people, but he didn’t know the reason behind this act. Perhaps the conspiracy against Hazel began when she returned to the town.

“Hazel, we’ve been keeping some things from you,” Theo suddenly spoke up.

“So, can you tell me now?” Hazel’s expression wasn’t a pleasant one.

The town wasn’t as safe as she had imagined. She once believed that when Cyril took control of the Pack, things would improve. But now the facts were right in front of her-there were still hidden dangers in the town, and these dangers were directly linked to her.

“Let’s go to the office,” Cyril suddenly spoke up.

If this was a conspiracy targeting Hazel, then she must have been under surveillance for a long time. This location was not safe; someone could be eavesdropping at any time.

Unbeknownst to them, on the side near the corpses, a figure was concealed in the darkness, waiting for the right moment to strike.

The three of them made their way to Cyril’s office. Hazel sat on the sofa, holding a cup of hot tea. She needed something to calm her nerves after encountering corpses consecutively. It wasn’t a good sign.

“I want to know what you’ve been keeping from me,” Hazel’s gaze fixed on Cyril. She needed an explanation, and perhaps there were some things she had been kept in the dark about.

“When Kane was imprisoned, a few of his most loyal guards escaped and vowed to return for revenge,” Cyril’s voice hovered in Hazel’s ears.

Hazel hadn’t heard the name Kane for quite some time. She had assumed that Kane and everyone associated with him were all dead, but it turned out that a few individuals had managed to escape.

“And then?” Hazel continued to inquire.

“We initially thought that the recent events were caused by those guards who escaped. Now it appears it wasn’t,” Cyril’s face darkened, revealing a menacing expression. There was danger in the town, and as the Alpha, he had to ensure the safety of his people.

“How do you know it wasn’t their doing?” Hazel questioned. Perhaps those people were seeking revenge against Cyril, but what did that have to do with her? She had only returned to the town recently.

Cyril fell silent for a moment before speaking, “Because the five people who just died were once Kane’s guards.”