Alpha Keith POV
The phone vibrated against the glass desk in my office. Dexter didn’t look up from the tablet in his hands when it started buzzing again. “That’s the third call in ten minutes,” he said calmly.
I let it ring once more before picking it up. “Yes.”
A nervous voice answered immediately. “Alpha Morvern, we’ve expanded the search radius like you ordered.”
“And?” I tapped my pen against the papers in front of me.
“There was a sighting.”
The words tightened something deep in my chest. I dropped the pen and focused on the man on the other end of the line. “Where?”
“West Virginia.”
Silence settled in the room as the words hit me. Dexter’s head lifted slowly, eyes narrowed as he looked up.
“Repeat that,” I said.
“Maple Glen, Alpha. A town called Maple Glen.”
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