It didn't take long for Caleb and Howe to leave the office. I waited until I was sure neither of them was coming back and I tested the door. It was unlocked.
Of course, it was. Caleb wouldn't expect anyone to be coming up from the dungeon.
I let myself into his office and closed the dungeon door. Gabby had said he kept files on the four royal bloodlines, whatever that meant. As far as I knew, there were no “royal bloodlines" for werewolves.
We lived in self-governed packs more or less alongside humans. If one pack became a problem, neighboring packs would usually band together and put the troublesome pack in their place. There was no central werewolf authority, no kings or queens, and no royalty.
If Caleb had a secret, it was probably hidden in his desk.
I started leafing through
