I paced the hallways of the packhouse. I was up before the damn sun. All because of the arrangement I had made with the weakling that was within my pack. Her work had caught my eyes as I had moved to salvage the paperwork she had damaged. She was such a clutz, there was no denying that, but the work upon the computer was detailed. Done in such a way that I had not seen before. Even the programme used was being used in such a way that made it more effective. As much as she drove me to near insanity, I had been unable to stop myself asking for her assistance on the new project I had focused my brain on…
With my Alpha duties being handed down to Hudson in a bid to allow me time to 'recover' as they were putting it, I had needed a way to distract my mind. And, business seemed a perfectly good
