liked was the view. The Moreland house was located at the edge of a bluff, which gave them a magnificent view of the sea.
Not that I’d ever been a guest at the Moreland’s, but in my Elias stalking days, I’d often walked by their house, hoping to catch a glimpse of him.
When Ayden pulled into the winding, tree-lined driveway, I was so nervous I could barely breathe.
I had to keep reminding myself that I had nothing to fear. I mean seriously, I was a fallen angel. The worst that could happen was he wouldn’t remember that kiss, or me. It wasn’t as if I were there to remind him of it anyway.
We were paying a visit to Elias Moreland to question him. That’s it and that’s all.
“Do you want the honor?” Ayden smiled.
A frown twisted at my mouth. “I’ll pass. I can’t even understand why you think he’s a suspect. Just because he’s a werewolf, doesn’t make him a killer,” I argued. “Besides, it isn’t like there aren’t others in town who are rumored to be a bit on the wild side, and there’s always the possibility that this might be just a regular old fashioned murder.”
Ayden shook his head. “Highly unlikely. It’s very rare for one of them to kill a member of their own pack.”
Getting out of the SUV, I followed Ayden to the front door. Before knocking, he unclipped the pistol holstered at his hip, so he could easily grab it if need be.
“Will that really do any good?” I whispered. “Don’t you need silver bullets, or some crap like that?”
“No,” Ayden mouthed before knocking again.
Two or three minutes went by with no response. The boss man was just raising his hand to knock again when the door swung open.
There should have been shock in Elias’s eyes, but there wasn’t. It was almost as if he’d been expecting us.
“Can I help you?” he asked, his voice guarded.
Being this close to him was definitely getting too near to the fire. I could feel myself melting from the inside out.
Ayden pulled out his credentials, which was the signal for me to do the same. “I’m Special Agent Fontaine, and this is Special Agent Cooper. If you don’t mind, we’d like to ask you a few questions.”
Although Ayden was doing all the talking, Elias’s eyes were on me.
Again I saw that spark of recognition, and something else. Amusement or distain, I couldn’t decide which.
Shrugging his wide shoulders, Elias finally turned his attention to Ayden, and his full lips spread into a hard smile. “It’s not like I have anything more important to do, so why not?”
His sarcasm wasn’t lost on Ayden. My boss’s demure quickly changed from casually polite, to hard-ass cop.
“ Where were you between the hours of midnight and 6:00 this morning?”
“I was here,” he answered, giving Ayden a sour look. “Where else would I be in the middle of the night?”
“Do you have anyone who can verify that?”
Elias shook his head. “I live alone?”
“What happened to your family?” I asked. It was a valid question, but as soon as the words left my mouth, I wished I could take them back.
Suddenly a curtain of darkness settled over Elias’s features. “Are the people of Storm Cove really that out of touch with this side of the island?”
I had no idea what to say, mostly because I also had no idea what he was talking about.
“My parents and younger sister died during the H1N1 epidemic,” he informed us.
It finally dawned on me why Ayden had called Elias the new alpha.
“I’m so sorry,” I blurted out, my professionalism going right out the door.
“Our condolences,” Ayden put in, dropping his hard ass-cop façade a little.
I wasn’t sure what to say. Although I’d heard the Swine Flu hit Roseland pretty hard, and that it had filled up their cemetery fast, I’d never really connected it with Elias.
That was a little strange. For the six years I’d been gone from Mystique Island, it was like a cloud descended on my memory. There were memories of my life before