Alpha Stefan’s POV
Laughing manically, I almost jump up and down with glee. “I’ve got it,” I repeat. Those words sound good to me.
Turning, I catch my Pops and Florence side-eying me and looking to each other, questioning my sanity. “Don’t be like that, guys,” I grumble.
“Care to share?” Florence asks me. She can’t control her smile, my joy is too infectious for it to not effect her positively.
“Oh, I will. But first, my Pops here has a little story to tell you,” I say smugly.
“Do I?”
“You absolutely do. You’ll tell it better than I would. Besides, the book keeper gave you the information, first hand. So let’s hear it,” I rush to Florence and almost force her to stand up. “Come get comfy with me. It’s a good one.”
“Okay. When we visited the Wolf Land, Florence, we picked up a scent
