Chapter 9

Bowden

I spent most of the day focusing on my work, not even leaving my desk to eat lunch so I could make a dent in the mountain of paperwork waiting for me. There are always endless requests for extra protection from the smaller packs, or a need for mediators between feuding packs. Orphanages need funding and widowed she-wolves need protecting. It never ends.

Since I’d been gone for nearly four months, the wolves had to wait until I returned to see me in person, and today there was a long line outside my public office on the ground floor. Most of my day were taken up dealing with their problems while I tried to work through everything else in between listening to wolves' endless, petty grievances.

Griffin and Jaeger can usually handle most of the wolves’ personal issues and only refer the most serious cases to me, but even after they filtered out the unimportant requests, the sheer amount of people waiting to be seen was overwhelming.

I close my laptop and pinch the bridge of my n