For the first time in his life, Jake called a meeting.
Dylan planned on returning soon, seeing as the issue in the pack in Canada hadn’t been anything serious. Had Luciano planted a man there to serve a decoy while he attacked us? Perhaps he had expected both our Alpha’s to leave, making us more vulnerable. Did he get tired of waiting? Of plotting? He had shown extreme patience and tact in dealing with us. Leaving us in fear and confusion. Had he expected that in time, we would be fraught with so much fear and panic that we wouldn’t known where to turn? Whatever his plans were, we knew where he was hiding out. He took from us. It was time he retrieved ours.
“Mason, tell them what you told me.” He gestured at Remi and co. A tech guy worked on getting an audio call across to Dylan and K
