Book 2: Chapter 11

Osiris POV

Matthew and I are sitting at my desk running the expense reports for the next month. A deep frown etches across my face as I look at the numbers. The cost of burning down a warehouse was more than I expected it to be. Without the extra product to distribute, it will be a rough month for the rogue community.

"I told you not to burn the warehouse down," Matthew says with an annoyed look on his face. "Now, what are we going to do?"

"You are freaking out over nothing," I groan as I pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. "Send the Chow that we have to the distributors. It should be enough to get us through the month. In the meantime, we can grow more."

"This shit takes time to grow and to process," Matthew groans. "Or have you forgotten?"

"I haven't forgotten," I growl back at him. "Perhaps we should plan a raid on one of the King's warehouses. We can get what we need to bridge the gap."

"You are out of your damn mind," Matthew laughs. "The Lycan King will have his ass