Alpha Ralph.
The sun shone brightly into the office, making me regret opening it, but if I had let it opened, then the place would have been dark and I have been working since I had stepped in here, making plans. “I told you that asking Myra about this would be better.” Beta Floyd uttered with a groan.
I sank back into the chair, dropping the pen that I was holding. “We have talked about this; I don’t want to drag her into this mess.” I told him.
“But if you do realize, then she has been involved in the mess a long time ago. She will be a great help to us finding more that we want to know about.” He argued.
I hate to admit that he was right. Asking her about what she knows about Alpha Clarke and everything that she might have seen around in the pack, then it will be a great help and fa
