Corvin Concerns

Ivan Corvin sat in his office at Hectric Pharmaceutical Labs and watched several monitors of the operation playing out. His little force of mercenaries was literally storming the gates of the werewolves’ home.

Ivan could see the dollars rolling in as each one of these monsters was made into a commodity. Ivan knew somewhere in there his wayward wife was hiding the little coward. He wouldn’t accept her running away from him like she had. Rebecca was his and that would never change. It didn’t matter what the courts of any country said. She’d always be his.

“Mr. Corvin, the men are almost in place. We still haven’t found many, but we’re sure they’re there somewhere. Should they continue the search?”

“Of course they will continue the search. I want everyone of them we can get, and I want my wife in front of me as soon as they find her.” The little bitch would learn the hard way that her fatal mistake was to betray him and with an animal like that. It burned