Frankie
“What are your demands?” I ask while refraining from growling. Hazel growls viciously in my head.
“You will step down as alpha of Midnight Moon and name Harvey Clarke as alpha and your mate,” The robotic voice tells me.
“Boy, you aren’t being obvious about who you are at all,” I snort. “And if I don’t step down as alpha?”
“We have an army poised to attack your pack and kill everyone who does not submit to us, including you,” The robotic voice keeps droning on. “You have six hours from the end of this phone call to comply, or we will kill your mate and attack,” the call ends, and the line goes dead.
“f**k!” I roar and sweep my hand over the desk knocking the phone and everything else to the floor. The loud crash barely registers as I knock over the chair and kick the computer m
