We had been running for almost two hours. It wasn't as long as I had hoped, but Dylan had been pestering me to return home. The meeting had ended earlier than expected, and he was eager to know where I was. The issue was that no one in the pack knew where Eric and I had gone.
"Am I going to get fired again today?" Eric asked on the drive back.
"Why?" I asked.
"The Alpha told me to take you straight home. He sounded angry," Eric replied.
"I'm sorry about yesterday. I don't know what Dylan told you," I apologized, recalling the chaos from the previous night.
"Well, he just said I was swapping jobs with John. Then, this morning, John came by bright and early to tell me the Alpha had changed his mind. I'm guessing that had something to do with you," Eric said, giving me a knowing loo
