Daemon's Point of View:
I'm sitting in my office looking over some papers when my delta, Moloch, walks in looking rather perturbed. "Yes, Moloch? Is there something on your mind?" I ask him. He responds, "Alpha, Marcus Garzo, alpha to Black is here to see you." "Now what would that wolf want with me?" I ask him as I raise an eyebrow. "I don't know sir but it sounded urgent," he replies. "Urgent, you say?" I skeptically ask. He shuffles his feet. "Well, not exactly sir. In fact he seemed rather thrilled, practically buzzing with excitement, but he said that it was urgent and of the utmost importance. He came here himself and alone," Moloch tells me. I roll my eyes, sigh, and stretch out my long limbs as I rise from my desk. "Alright then, let him in," I reply.
As Moloch goes to give Mar
