#Chapter 23 Dominic

Dominic I was in my office, the case files spread out in front of me like a puzzle I couldn’t quite solve. The docket number for Renee’s case sat at the top of every page, staring back at me in bold letters. Financial records, pack account logs, medical records, the guardianship order and so much of her life distilled down into paperwork. I wanted to throw something. I wanted to kill Philip. I wanted to go to Renee’s new townhouse, scoop her up and bring her to the Brightclaw Estate so I could keep an eye on her. She did not need to be alone, yet bringing her here, I knew, was the worst idea. Tyler was one thing. My growing — unnaturally stubborn— interest in her was another. I sighed, rubbing my forehead. My second cup of coffee had long gone cold. I should really get another one, given the state I was in and how much more work I had to do, not just on Renee’s case but with the pack. I still hadn’t managed to do anything more than suspend Tyler from his position as a ga