Soon, the pack's Witch Doctor walked out with a report, his face pale. "Alpha... the deceased was a werewolf, female, bone age approximately 24 years. She suffered inhumane torture while alive and ultimately died from a high-concentration liquid silver explosion." The Witch Doctor paused, his voice trembling slightly. "Most importantly... there was a formed wolf fetus in the victim's womb. About two months along." A deathly silence descended upon the corridor. Torture. Silver explosion. One corpse, two lives. Every word hit the air like a sledgehammer. My soul shuddered violently, looking down in disbelief at my own non-existent abdomen. I... I was pregnant? That was Dominic's child... a strong Alpha bloodline... I hadn't even had the chance to feel its heartbeat before it was reduced to ash along with me. Phantom tears streamed down my face. Yet Dominic only frowned and sighed. "Poor creature... Find out which family she belonged to. We haven't received any missing persons reports recently. I have some time now; I will personally oversee this case." Watching his business-like demeanor, I let out a soundless, bitter laugh. If you knew that the "poor creature" was the mate you loathed, could you still maintain this composure? Leaving the medical center, Dominic and Lucas stood by the training grounds, smoking. Lucas urged him, "Dominic, since Elena is throwing a tantrum, why don't you just go coax her? Just soften up a bit, wouldn't that solve it?" Dominic blew out a smoke ring, his face full of disdain. "Coax her? She'll just push her luck! This time she dares to use a fake kidnapping to trick me; next time she'll use a fake death to threaten me! I will absolutely not indulge this bad habit." He didn't know. I really was dead. Realizing Dominic was beyond reasoning, Lucas could only shake his head helplessly. ... The Enforcers began checking missing persons records. Several days passed with no leads. Just then, Dominic's phone rang. It was Sasha's exclusive ringtone. "Dominic, when are you coming to see me? My chest feels so tight, I can't breathe..." The exhaustion from Dominic's late-night investigation vanished instantly, his voice becoming so gentle it could drip water. "I'm handling a case. Be a good girl, hold on a little longer. As soon as I'm done with this busy spell, I'll come keep you company." Sasha complained in a sickly, coquettish tone, "But I want you to go with me to see the sea of moonflowers! You promised me!" Dominic coaxed her patiently, "Listen to me, this is a major case. A female wolf was blown to pieces by Rogues; we are trying to identify her. The method was very cruel, I don't want to scare you with the details." "Oh, alright... then you have to hurry, okay?" Dominic hung up, a doting smile still lingering on his face. I floated beside him, watching this ironic scene. Every word he spoke to Sasha dripped with care, yet he never imagined that the female wolf blown to pieces was right there beside him, watching him. Late at night, the comparison results were still zero. Dominic stared at the pile of nameless bones, rubbing his brow in irritation. "Issue a territory-wide alert. Have all subsidiary packs report their missing persons." In less than ten minutes, the notice was distributed throughout the entire territory. Immediately after, Dominic's personal phone rang. Hearing that specific ringtone, my whole being shook. It was my father. The call connected, and my father's anxious, aged voice came through: "Alpha! Elena has been missing for days! The description in the alert... that's Elena!"