Thorne's POV
I pushed open the door to my office with more force than necessary. The heavy wood slammed against the wall before settling. Tyler was already inside, leaning against my desk with his arms crossed, waiting like he knew I’d come straight here instead of staying with my new wife.
“What’s the update?” I asked, voice flat as I walked in and dropped into my chair.
Tyler raised an eyebrow. “Alpha, I already told you we would handle this. You’re supposed to be with your wife right now.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “I do not have time to waste on that.”
“Understood,” Tyler said, though the slight smirk on his face told me he didn’t really understand at all.
He straightened up, and his expression turned serious. The playful beta disappeared, replaced by the cold, efficient one I t
