The next afternoon in Thorne’s office, Darius stood beside Thorne, who was seated in his office chair, perusing some documents.
“Do you still have no information on the whereabouts of Alpha Ashen and his Luna?” Thorne asked, his tone puzzled.
“None whatsoever, Alpha,” Darius replied, peering at the documents open on Thorne’s desk.
After a moment, Darius cleared his throat and asked, “What are your plans with Serene, Alpha?”
Thorne didn’t respond immediately. He looked over the documents for several more moments before sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose as he flipped them closed. Clasping his hands in front of him, he finally responded.
“I don’t know what you mean by plans,” Thorne said. “I have a Luna who, thankfully, is being as agreeable as possible in this situation. Seren
