Jonathan’s POV:
I woke up next to Charlotte, the sheets thin and the mattress full of springs. Ever since Xandria kicked me and Charlotte away, High Master has been trying to implant moles into their now combined pack. Especially with the political sensitivity going on right now, the patrols aren't letting anyone pass the border unless they are personal family and the guards were informed ahead of time by someone who lives inside the pack. Yeah, no one is getting in. Charlotte and I are the last wolves who might be able to run to get in.
I got up, not disturbing Charlotte, and put on regular clothes. The room we were in wasn't exactly luxurious. More like an abandoned pack house from the early 90s. Everyone who is anyone in this mission is here, planning, plotting. The building w
