Chapter Twenty-Four
[Leon's POV]
I entered the office, and the Beta gestured wordlessly at a brown leather sofa for me to sit on. I sat carefully, as it looked like it had seen better days, and looked around the office. There were pieces of art from his pups taped to the walls, and a vast array of tropical plants. No cactuses though - nothing too spiky. Probably because of his pups - he had mentioned they were young.
"So you're concerned for Iodine." He began. He nervously tapped his fingers on his desk.
"I am." I swallowed roughly. The Beta scratched his chin thoughtfully. "I feel like there's something - amiss with it all."
"How so?" He arched an eyebrow. Wesley could intimidate someone with those eyebrows, I wondered if he'd practiced the movement. I'd trained under my father long
