“We will be there in a few days, Alpha Michael,” Darius said firmly before hanging up the phone.
The office was quiet except for the soft ticking of the clock on the wall. Papers were neatly stacked on his desk, maps of surrounding territories marked with colored pins. Darius leaned back in his chair, his mind already running through strategies and preparations.
Marcus, his ever-curious beta, raised a brow. “What was that about?”
Darius rubbed a hand across his jaw, then looked up. “Alpha Michael asked for our assistance with the rogue problem they’ve been having. He wants a joint training between our warriors and theirs. There’s been a surge of attacks along their northern border, and they need help containing it.”
Marcus shifted his weight, arms crossed. “When are we leaving? The mat
