I tried tip toeing as silently as I could and without losing my balance despite the inebriated state I was in. Luckily for me, Clarissa and Anders seemed too engrossed in their conversation to hear me approaching.
"This is getting out of hand! You have to put an end to this right now!"
I took a quick brief peek into the room and saw the Alpha sitting at his desk, elbows on its wooden surface, his chin resting on his joined hands. His Beta was angrily pacing in front of him. What were they talking about?
"She's making you weaker, Alpha Anders. You're not the same since she arrived in Shadow Moon. The pack needs a strong, focused Alpha. Not one who daydreams constantly and loses his temper for no reasons!"
"I know I've been out of it lately. Thanks for bringing the issue to my attention
