Alexander’s POV
"Here is Miss Bella's tracking report," I heard my Beta Johnson say as he entered my office.
I murmured a response while scanning documents detailing GT Group's latest investors. My wolf, Fenrir, prowled anxiously within me, always alert when pack business was concerned.When I finally looked up, I caught only the back of my Beta as he rushed out the door.
I paused, my instincts picking up on his unusual haste. My eyes fell on the report I'd tasked him with. Though I preferred to personally review every detail, especially concerning pack matters and company business, my schedule was occupied with preparations for the upcoming Alpha Council elections. I'd intended to ask Johnson to summarize the findings since he'd commissioned the private investigator, but now he was gone
