Alpha Arnold POV
"I need your help with something," I said to my Gamma the next day as I waved him into my study.
His expression was a mixture of confusion and curiosity delicately balanced together as he walked in and closed the door behind him.
He settled himself in a chair that was opposite mine across my mahogany desk.
As soon as he found his if he asked me what I needed me for and I hesitated quickly tapping my fingers on my desk, then without lifting my eyes I told him that I needed him to arrange with a travel agency a first class trip to California.
His immediate response was a stunned silence.
"Did something happen?" he was finally able to voice his concern, leaning forward with his hands crossed reminding me that I had just returned back to the pack but I told him that the
