Bradon’s POV
Thirty minutes later everyone was sitting around our dining room table with mine and Riley’s laptops open at the head of the table with Mum, Dad and Alpha Theodore’s faces on the screens. “Sorry for the short notice”, Kelsey began the meeting as we all waited silently for her to explain why she had called it. Elouise, Sarah and I already knew, but everyone else is clueless. “We need to address a few things regarding Combined Pack Welfare Services.”
“Like what exactly?” Mum asked, her fingers tapping the screen of the tablet she was holding. Elouise called and let her know about our decision to use both packhouse addresses for the flyer along with possibly starting up some thrift shops, but she didn’t know why we wanted to do that. She only told her; we were having a meeting.
