ADRIAN
I paced the length of my suite, one of my hands buried in my pocket. Frustration bubbled through my blood. “What do you mean it’s not working out?” I seethed through clenched teeth.
Lucas groaned. “According to Aragon’s pack rules, those are classified information,” My chest rumbled with a growl.
“Lucas, this is my pack,” I said flatly. “I decide what is classified, and what’s not,”
He cut in. “Pack rules still stand, Alpha Adrian,”
“Do I have to come in?”
“Then the whole point would be void,” he said. Lucas was partly right. If I truly wanted Sloane to be in charge of her fathers case, and have a little advantage. Then, I had to step back. Albeit, there were exceptions to these things.
I needed her to know, and get familiar with Aragon rules. They’d not go easy on her
