Clay.
I rock back in my office chair exhaling a pent-up breath as I pinch the bridge of my nose.
I hated the circumstances that brought us to Ray's office last night. It just felt like one battle after another.
The storm was brewing, not of wind and rain but of war.
We were all stressed out, not only over the fight, but it was the thought of our pack's safety, our people, and yet still, our greatest stressor was the safety and wellbeing of our very pregnant mate who had almost doubled in size. The last thing I needed was for her to be worked up into worry. Dr. Bennett had warned me. The thought of it is a fu*king nightmare, but now, here we are, about to enter into war.
I sigh as I reach into my drawer, pulling out another file of our closest allies. Since Mary's Bay Pack wasn't goi
