Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 779 Conspiracy

Hayley's POV:

The vendor's son was barely 30-a promising physics grad student, handpicked and groomed by the Cyclone Pack's clite research institute.

Six months ago, he vanished without a trace. No one had seen or heard from him since.

Research wasn't exactly the kind of field that sparked rivalries. It was a quiet, repetitive life, one not prone to drama.

And even though he was just a human, being admitted into such a prestigious institution meant he was under the protection of high-ranking werewolf warriors. He shouldn't have been in any real danger.

That's why his disappearance couldn't be dismissed as random. It had to be connected to the recent wave of suicides among theoretical physicists. That much was clear.

Dominic came online quickly, using the new identity and secure channel I'd set up for him.

"Did your visit to Cyclone Pack go smoothly?" He messaged.

"All went smoothly. I need you to run a data analysis ASAP-track the number of physicists across the country over the past two years," I replied..

"Ten minutes."

Even with a national database, that kind of work took time. Data like that couldn't be filtered in an instant.

Fifteen minutes later, a report came through, followed by a message, "Two years ago, there were 1,760 registered top-level physicists. Last year, it dropped to 1,680. As of this year? Only 1,440 remain. Of those, only 20 died of natural causes. The rest are either missing or confirmed dead. Also, most of the missing students from various universities this year were physics majors."

I stared at the report, my chest tightening with dread.

It now seemed almost certain that someone was targeting the werewolf community in North Annestone.

rather, someone was trying to cripple our scientific

human or werewolf, we all needed great thinkers to push us forward. Without scientists, our

fight-they wanted to wipe out our research base and freeze

bold-and powerful

did the SI

many questions, and not nearly enough answers. But at least now, I had

data in memory, then destroy the

you. He doesn't trust me. If he keeps running

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something bad's

handle it

sta Pears

the final message, then severed the connection and shredded

during the day, but lying in bed now, I didn't feel tired at all. In fact, I

myself, had I ever revealed my face in the world of elite physics?

was no.

competitions just to

have been the

remembered that fake Dominic and his challenge, "Just wait-we'll

Knock, knock-

sound startled me

the

possibly be at

immediately stirred inside me, slipping into