Phelps sat in Alexander’s office enduring the glares from both his Alpha and Beta as he gave them the news of his discoveries thanks to Adler’s information.
There wasn’t any more he could say at this point, he needed his Alpha’s permission to be able to investigate any further as this involved getting information from other packs.
Alexander let the piece of paper in his hand drift down to the desk as he leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes with one hand.
“How the hell was this allowed to happen?” He growled, frustrated that he could have been so blind-sided.
Cayne clucked his tongue. “We let our guard down…”
Alexander looked back at Phelps. “I can’t thank you enough for bringing this to me…but I don’t see a way out of going to that challenge.”
Phelps sat forward in his chair,
