Drew Greyson sighed internally, his eyes fixed on the clouds in the distance. He had spent the last two days convincing the stubborn mortals that the recent rogue attack was due to a freak natural calamity, and not because the forest animals wanted to take over the world. He had spent time, effort, and money in publicizing and planting fake witnesses, yet some of them insisted that there was something supernatural at bay. They were right, but they shouldn't know that. He was used to doing such dealings before, but the other four Alphas who usually shared such duties were commanded to aid the investigation instead.
Not to mention the warm voice tattling unnecessary and undesired gossip on the side.
Drew was a minute away from throttling his Beta. Tarren Greene had taken over his father's
