#Chapter 79: The Traitor

Darren The door to Tracy’s office slammed against the wall as I stormed inside, the toxicology report from Aria’s hospital visit clutched tightly in my hand. Tracy looked up from her desk, her eyebrows shooting up with surprise. “Darren!” She offered me one of her usual cheerful smiles—the sort of smile that could normally set everyone, even me, at ease. But not today. Today, it felt like nothing more than a liar’s mask. “Tracy,” I said, my voice low and controlled as I approached her desk. “Did you drug Aria?” She blinked at me, her head tilting slightly in feigned confusion. “What? Darren, what are you talking about?” “Liar,” my wolf hissed with disdain. I threw the report onto her desk, the papers scattering slightly across the surface. “This,” I said sharply, pointing at the results. “A recreational werewolf drug was found in her system. A drug that shouldn’t even be available to humans. And yet, Aria—my mate—was nearly killed by it.”