Alpha Kael & His Slave Luna
“I want answers, Thorne, and this doesn’t look like something a wolf could give. No one must know of this until we’re sure.”
Thornes bowed in respect, “Yes, Alpha. When do I leave?”
Before Kael could give a reply, the door to his office flung open. A low growl rumbled in his throat, his eyes narrowing at the panting guard.
“You barge into my office now?”
“My apologies, Alpha, but there's an uproar.”
“What?”
“Why?”
“Miss Avalyn, Alpha." The guards voice strained with terror, "She’s about to burn down the pack house.”