The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1381

“Yes.

” I grinned.

“That’s why Debra is so thoughtful.

The murderer didn’t kill Elena right away, which shows that even though it is brutal, it is also cautious.

The presence of blood alone isn’t enough to draw it out.

If there are too many people around, it won’t make a move.

”

Carlos slapped his forehead and remarked, “So, we needed to replicate the situations with Elena and Ole, right? One got drunk and was alone at night.

They tripped, bled, and weren’t aware of their surroundings.

That kind of person is exactly what the murderer Looks for.

”

“Yes,” I replied with a small smile.

“To lure the murderer into a trap, we had to create the right conditions on all fronts.

”

“Awesome! “

Carlos couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.

“No wonder Debra is so smart and thoughtful! Without her insight, we wouldn’t have come up with such a strategy so quickly.

Many more might have perished before we could respond.

”

The patrol team remained silent, but their faces showed admiration.

At the same time, some were visibly embarrassed, particularly those who had doubted Debra a few days earlier.

Satisfied with the outcome, I simply smiled and chose to say nothing more.

Then, it was time to address the urgent matter at hand.

I stared intently at the murderer, who was now struggling under the patrol’s grasp, and shone the flashlight on it.

This was a man with red pupils and skin so pale it was nearly translucent.

He appeared more delicate than a werewolf, lacking their rugged toughness.

I approached the man, peered down at him, and asked coldly, “Who are you, and why have you committed such heinous acts in the Thorn Edge Pack?”

Caleb’s POV:

“Let go of me!”

The man growled, his voice deep and menacing, as he showed his teeth.

His eyes, red and piercing, seemed filled with disdain and frustration when he stared down at someone.

To frighten me further, he displayed his long, sharp fangs.

The hissing of his tongue and the way he watched me, like prey, made me feel uneasy and strangely vulnerable.

It was a sensation I had never known before.

I felt like defenseless prey under the gaze of a predator, or Like an insignificant speck of dust that could be crushed at any moment.

As I looked at his sharp fangs, I frowned, a strange sense of deja vu washing over me.

Something inside me made me certain this man wasn’t a werewolf.

His looks, those fangs, and his thirst for blood all pointed to a creature different from werewolves and witches.

But I couldn’t quite place what he was.

“You think I’m going to just let you go because you asked? Look around.

Who do you think is really at a disadvantage here?” Carlos’s voice broke into my thoughts.

Seeing the man behave rudely towards me, Carlos reacted quickly, delivering a forceful kick and demanding, “Start talking, now.

Who are you and why did you kill?”