The crime scene was worse than I had imagined. Bodies scattered across the Miller family's front yard, blood soaking into the earth, and the distinct smell of death hanging heavy in the air. I had seen violence before - hell, I had caused plenty of it myself - but this was different. This was systematic, calculated, and deliberately brutal.

"How many dead?" I asked Marcus, my beta, as I surveyed the carnage.

"Four confirmed dead here," Marcus replied grimly. "Three more family members ...