Her sent reached his nostrils long before she even stepped foot in the cabin. It wa salmost overpowering, it was clear Benjamin was in a losing battle with his inner wolf, who was eager to make up for all the years of anger and hatred. In fact, they had spent their final night togeather in the same cabin, and that night changed everything for them. Ben knew the moment the weaker wolf came to the cabin seeking Roxie that there was going to be trouble. He’d made sure the secret of all werewolves remained truly safe, though it had cost him the only woman he thought he’d could truly trust and even love. The words she called him, how she so quickly abandoned him, it felt truly as if she had been stabbing him in the heart over and over again. It left him cold front that night onward, his only real motivation to move on being the needs of his pack. Yet now their wolves howled and pushed to become close once again, something both Ben and Roxie did not want. He doubted there was any way to heal the old wounds, not when they had cut so deep.<br/><br/>His gaze went toward the door as it opened, no greeting were exchanged, both simply wished to get to work. “This is everything. I went over every inch of his office, nothing really concrete really stuck out to me. What I do know is that whoever did kill the Alpha had done it for one of two reasons, revenge or he or she was told to make it messy. They took their time with the killing, attempting to make it as brutal as possible.” The killer had indeed done a good job of making the scene messy. Blood was on the floor, walls, and even the ceiling. The Alpha has been essentially gutted, his organs exposed to the open air. “The killer stuck around after the Alpha was dead, my theory is that they spent this extra time mutilating the body, or they were looking for something in the office. A few of the desk drawers had been opened.” All the while he spoke, he felt himself slowly shifting, moving just slightly closer to Roxie. He knew full well that his wolf wanted to ignore the murder for the moment and focus on his mate who sat but a few feet away. Ben planned on keeping quiet, but Roxie chose to say what they both knew to be true.<br/><br/>Closing the binder, Benjamin let his elbows rest on his knees as he leans forward to cradle his head in his hands. “I know, damn it... But I just don’t know what we can do.” He lets his head rise, his gaze finally directed toward Roxie. He felt the fire in him stir by simply looking at her, and he had to face how serious this truly would be. “I need your help, I won’t be able to do this on my own. But...” he paused, a bit hesitant to speak his mind, though he went ahead and did it anyway “What are we suppose to do? Do we give into our wolves and just... well... fuck? I just.. I can’t forgive you Roxie, and I doubt you’ll ever forgive me. But like it or not we’re bonded together until the day we die.” A sigh passes his lips, the Beta had been under a lot of stress having to effectively take over the position of Alpha and having to keep his Pack in order. He didn’t want the extra stress of being bonded to a woman he believed hated his guts.