Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by his Brother

The pigs were dead.

Every single one of them.

Their bodies lay in grotesque stillness, their forms eerily contorted, as if something had struck them all at once.

I wasn’t sure how many times I gulped, but it was way more than usual. How on earth were the pigs dead?

Not one, not two, but ALL?!

My heart had begun to race because I was already getting blamed for this.

I scrambled to my feet, my pulse roaring in my ears. "I didn’t do anything!"

But Julián wasn’t listening. He was already shouting for the other, his voice reverberating through the estate.

More workers arrived. More gasps. More horror.

And then the whispers began.

"It’s her."