• Aurora •
"The national complaint email ID is flooding with millions of emails per second," Damon informed me as I scrolled through the official complaints registered by influential Alphas from all around the kingdom.
"Compose a public email with a general statement and send it," I instructed him. "Don't write anything that may indicate the current happenings," I added meticulously and he nodded before sitting down on the couch and opening his laptop.
Closing the window, I turned off the computer and leaned back on the chair.
I looked outside the window. It was a sunny day. I wonder how much time will it take to reach him. It hasn't started to get dark so I'm sure he is not there yet. I hope whatever happens there, he gets through it unscathed. So do Brian and Hades.
The landline
