“Why aren’t you going to Vera?” a voice sounded near the door.
Miroslav Yuryevich entered the office and took a seat across from his son’s desk.
“She still hasn’t fallen asleep, even though it’s already dawn. She’s worried.”
“And how exactly am I supposed to explain this to her?”The Alpha gestured toward his torn leg. The fight with the uninvited guests had cost him dearly.
“Don’t torment the girl. She-wolves may be strong, but they are still women.”
“Father, I didn’t expect to hear that from you.”
Miroslav Yuryevich scratched the back of his head and sighed heavily.
“Who were the attackers?”
“We lost the two we managed to capture. They took their own lives. The others ran off with their tails between their legs. But I have a theory.”
“Care to share?”
“It’s Oleg Slavinsky. As soo
