Bite Me, Alpha Cole
I grin at him, ducking inside.
Dad looks up at us, saying his hellos as he finishes typing something on the computer and then standing, peering at Cole. “Updates?”
“Yes,” Cole says, looking between us. “But fortunately or unfortunately, not more work. At least not right now. Injured parties from the caves are being airlifted directly to hospitals.”
Dad raises his eyebrows, surprised.
“Wait, why?” I ask, frowning at Cole. “What happened?”
He sighs, shaking his head. “We lost Slaken.”
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