THIRD POV
A guard, drenched from the rain, burst into Mr. Rossi’s office, falling to his knees as he panted heavily.
Mr. Rossi narrowed his eyes at the sudden interference, slowly raising to his feet and approached the guard where he bowed.
He recognised him as the guard he sent after his daughter earlier that day.
“You are aware of how much little tolerance I have for intrusions like this,” he bit out. “Whatever information you have better be worth it.”
The guard trembled. “I–I’m the only surviving spy you sent out sir, the other spies died at the hands of the patrolling wolves in Alpha Ryan’s pack –”
“To the point, wolf,” Mr Rossi snapped
“My apologies, Alpha,” the guard stammered. “Miss. Rossi... she released confidential information to Mr. Knight.”
That pique his interest. “Wh
