Jack
“Thanks for having me, Alpha Matthews,” I say to a tall, black-haired man in a casual suit.
“It was my pleasure, King Jack,” He grins and pats my shoulder. “I am glad to see a breath of fresh air being breathed into this kingdom. Alistair’s ways were becoming stale.”
“Among other things,” I chuckle as I shake his hand.
He escorts us out to the car. “Safe travels, Jack,” He grins.
“Thank you, Dale,” I say.
I slide into the backseat with Herman. He accompanies me for every meeting since Ray stays behind to tend the farm. I glance at him, and he has a sour look. “What is wrong, Herman?”
“I have a bad feeling about him,” He nods as we drive away from the modest packhouse.
“He seemed nice to me,” I mutter.
“Hmm,” Herman shrugs.
I sigh and look out the window. It will be a long dr
