As soon as they had mapped out their plan, Raffaele was unable to stay in his seat anymore.
“We need to leave, now,” he commanded, urgency lacing his words.
Alpha Sergio walked across his desk and pulled his son into a hug.
“You are going to get her back, but remember to keep calm and focussed. Losing your head on the battlefield only brings defeat.”
Raffaele nodded, and, followed by the others, stepped out of his father’s office.
They had decided to keep the group small. They would be able to move quicker and hopefully as undetected as they could. It would also be easier for Matteo to keep his eyes on a limited amount of people and protect them that way. They weren’t looking for a war, they didn’t plan on taking over Alpha Sandro’s pack. Their focus was on getting in quickly, findin
