Dean
Work has been hectic for weeks now, especially with the construction of the new company; it's been draining. However, my brothers, Hunter and Logan, have been helping with other parts of the projects.
I checked the time again, it was already three in the afternoon and I hadn't even had lunch. I rang my assistant with a short call, asking her to place an order while I went through files on my computer.
The file on Sloane popped up and I clicked on it, scanning through. I had hired a private investigator for this and, well… it's been going nowhere.
So far, we haven't found any major lead about why they would want her to leave the pack. Sloane is not like the rest of us, and I hope she knows that at least.
She's the MoonSeed — the one the prophecy foretold to be the bringer of life
