“I’m not sure we should be wasting our time with this pack.”
My beta’s voice was calm, his tone languid, his body stretching as he reached up, getting the kinks out of his back as he stepped into the study.
“Which one?” I frowned. “The one we just merged with or are you talking about that mutt Alpha Kobe’s pack?” I asked knowingly.
He sighed. “I’ve been gathering information from various sources and according to them, he’s rather cruel to the omegas that he employs. By employ, I mean they are nothing more than slaves because he fails to pay them for their work. Living areas are practically unliveable” he added as I slowly put my folder down and regarded him.
He had put a lot of effort into his research. Nothing angered my Beta ore than when a pack didn't do their duty and provide al
