Chapter 25
"What exactly are you doing now?" Thad asked the witch his pack had employed for centuries. She sat in a chair in the room she called her “cave”. Thad tried not to look around at the things hanging from the ceiling or staring out at him from the jars that filled the shelves lining the walls. He didn't look on the floor to see what he might be stepping on, or worse, in. Mona stared out the window as she flipped her wrist at him absentmindedly.
"I'm doing my thing. A better question would be – what are you doing, Alpha?" Mona threw it back in the Alpha's face.
"What can I do?" Thad blustered. "I don't know where they are. It's kind of hard to attack someone when you don't know their location."
"You know, Thad, beggars can't be choosers. So, you either wait patiently for me to
