Whisper - Chapter 130: Chapter 130

Hidden Truths and Emerging Dangers – 2
"Olivia," I ed into the darkness, her name a prayer on my lips.
But there would be no answer. She had made her choice, and it wasn't me. It would never be me again.
The pain of that knowledge was unbearable. I curled into myself, my body shaking with silent sobs as the night stretched endlessly before me.
( Connor's POV )
The metallic scent of blood filled the secure room at Shadow Den. I stood rigid, staring at Jessica Sullivan's lifeless body sprawled across the floor. Her throat had been cut with surgical precision, her eyes still open in frozen terror.
Beside her lay Gregory Steele, one of our security guards. The silver dagger he'd used on Jessica was now embedded in his own chest, his final act of self – destruction after completing his deadly task.
"Alpha," Dominic Reeves, my security chief, spoke quietly beside me. "I take full responsibility for this breach." I didn't respond immediately, my ice – blue eyes narrowing as I surveyed the scene. Jessica had been our key witness – the only person who could testify about Ethan Grey's involvement in her k ******** g and subsequent manipulation.
"Someone ordered this murder to silence her," I said finally, my voice controlled despite the rage building inside me. "And we have a traitor in our midst."
Dominic's face paled slightly. "Gregory Steele had been with us for three years. Impeccable record, no signs of disloyalty."
"Until today," I said coldly. "I want everything about him investigated – his background, his finances, his family, his contacts. Everything."
"Yes, Alpha," Dominic nodded sharply. "I've already started gathering information. He has an elderly mother in poor health living on the outskirts of Riverdale."
Understanding dawned immediately. "He was coerced," I concluded, my voice hardening. "Someone found his weakness and exploited it."
My wolf snarled with fury at the thought. This wasn't just a security breach – it was a calculated attack. against my pack, against my investigation into Ethan Grey's activities.
Brian Mitchell, the second guard who had witnessed the attack but failed to prevent it, stood trembling in the corner. His hulking frame seemed diminished by his obvious distress.
"Mitchell," I addressed him directly. "Tell me exactly what happened."
Brian swallowed hard before speaking. "We were doing the regular check, Alpha. Everything was normal. Jessica was sitting on her bed, reading. Then Greg just ... changed. He pulled out the dagger and moved so fast. I tried to stop him, but ..."
His voice trailed off, his eyes fixed on his fallen colleague.
"Did Gregory say anything?" I pressed. "Anything at all before or during the attack?"
Brian's brow furrowed in concentration. "He ed something to Jessica right before he ... before he cut her throat. I couldn't hear what it was, but she looked terrified,"
I turned to Dominic. "I want the security footage analyzed immediately. Every angle, every second. And I want Gregory's mother brought in for protection – if she's still alive"
"You think they might target her too?" Dominic asked.
"I think whoever orchestrated this will eliminate all loose ends," I replied grimly. "And that includes anyone who might reveal why Gregory betrayed us."
As my security team moved to carry out my orders, I knelt beside Jessica's body. Despite her past actions, she hadn't deserved this fate. She had been manipulated by Ethan Grey, used as a pawn in his games, and now silenced permanently.
"We'll find who did this," I promised quietly. "And they will pay."
Rising to my feet, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Olivia's name flashed on the screen – a text message rather than a missed call.
"Everything's fine. Take your time with your pack business. I trust you."
The simple message sent a wave of warmth through me, momentarily cutting through the cold rage. In the midst of this chaos and betrayal, Olivia's trust was a beacon of light.
I would need to tell her about this development soon. Jessica's murder changed everything about our investigation into Ethan Grey. But for now, I needed to focus on finding the traitor who had infiltrated my security team.
"Dominic," I called, my decision made. "Double the security on Olivia immediately. If they're targeting our witnesses, she could be next."
( Vanessa's POV )
The crystal glass made a delicate sound as I set it down on the marble countertop of my private villa. The venison I'd been enjoying suddenly tasted like ash in my mouth, but it wasn't from the food – it was from anticipation.
Trevor Blake stood before me, his imposing frame clothed entirely in black, his expression as emotionless as ever.
"It's done," he reported, his voice flat. "Jessica Sullivan has been eliminated as ordered."
A satisfied smile curved my lips, blooming like triumph in my chest.
"And the guard?"
"Took his own life after completing the task, as instructed," Trevor replied smoothly.
"Perfect."
I rose from my seat and moved toward the tall window that overlooked Harbor City in the distance, its lights glittering like a sea of secrets.
"What about the evidence?"
"No connection to you," Trevor assured me. "The silver dagger was untraceable, and Gregory Steele's motive will appear to be protecting his mother."
I nodded, pleased with his thoroughness.
"Speaking of which—Jessica’s father and Gregory Steele’s mother. Eliminate them immediately."
Trevor didn’t blink. He didn’t flinch.
"Consider it done."
When he left, I waited a beat, then turned toward the desk and picked up the secure phone. My fingers moved with practiced precision as I dialed a number I knew by heart. It rang three times before a curt, male voice answered.
"Yes?"
"The task is complete. The witness has been silenced permanently," I said, my voice shifting into something colder—steeped in respect, but edged with calculation.