Lawrence’s POV

The picture I was holding was a nightmare realized. With fear imprinted on their faces, Camilla, George, and Mira gazed into the camera. There was no mistaking the background.

The one location I believed to be safe.

With my heart thumping with the kind of rage that screamed vengeance, I pushed the picture back into the envelope and raced out of the room. Donovan, my Beta, followed me closely, his keen eyes searching every nook and cranny.

"They were here," I murmured in a ...