Our Submissive Sin
I answered, using our explicit pack code that meant my claws needed his master hacking skills.
"Speak," his tone went instantly lethal and serious.
"I am driving toward your shadow den right now," I said, putting the runner on speaker crystal. "I need two favors. First, send ten thousand gold tokens to Eugene Summers of the Wolfspring Hollow territory, using vault coordinates fifteen, thirty-five, twenty-one, fifteen, forty-five, ten. Use one of your untraceable ghost accounts. Second, I need your mooncode seers to break into the school database of Abakon Yellow. Investigate a young male pup named Joan Summers, aged seventeen or eighteen, a senior tracking student."
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