When the call connected, Alpha Carlson greeted the man on the other end, going through some cursory greetings before launching into the reasoning behind his call.
As they spoke, the Alpha’s frown deepened as he pulled a pad toward him and started to jot things down quickly. Once he hung up, he dialled again, going through the same spiel, scribbling furiously as the other Alpha spoke.
Dropping his pen, Carlton rubbed his thumb and forefinger over the ridge of his brow, sighing heavily.
‘I appreciate that Robert, I’ll keep you in the loop’ he said before cutting the connection.
‘Clover pack?’ Hudson asked immediately.
His father nodded, ‘Trent came to see him a few weeks ago, showing interest in his hotel chain, same bullshit offer, Robert sent him packing.’
Floyd leaned forward, press
