Alpha James POV
"Worthless!" I bellowed. My son's room was empty. The wolves in this packhouse are useless. "Where is he?" I growled at the shaking wolves by the door.
"We lost track of him once he was taken out of the packhouse," one spoke up, her voice shaking.
"I bring only the best into this packhouse. I train only the best. You were choosen. Are you not the best?" I narrowed my eyes as I looked over her and the other wolves by the door.
"You do Alpha... we are," she responded, nearly to tears.
"Then are you to tell me that the wolves who took my son are somehow better?" I picked up the chair Darren had been sitting in and hurled it at the wall causing it to smash into pieces. I watched for a moment as the splintered pieces of wood spread out over the floor.
The wolves steppe
