The second Emery Technologies jet was nearing Dark Moon when Rebecca called Joe, putting the phone on speaker for the others to join if needed. She would have preferred to call Amber, but if she was with the rogue pups, it might upset them. The last thing they needed was to add stress or fear to the already traumatized children.
“Hey, Bex,” Joe said as he answered his phone. “How close are you?”
“According to our pilots, we will be landing in about fifteen minutes. Is there any way someone can meet us there? We brought plenty of supplies for the pups, a few things for the whelps, and bags for each of you in case this takes longer than we are hoping for,” Rebecca replied.
Joe chuckled, “You are all getting hugs when you get here. Alpha Adam is here and has offered to meet you personally
