Zac’s pov
I walked into my study to see Mark standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out into the pack.
“There must be a good reason why you’re here and not out there dealing with the circus freaks.”
He turned to me.
“I’m done.”
“That was awfully fast,” I said as I walked around my desk to sit into my seat.
I looked at him. He had changed. He was in his nightly robes and he looked like he had had his shower. He smelled good.
“I took care of all of them, every single last one. I did bring back a few prisoners and did release a few women that were still under their care.”
I leaned back, clasping my hands as I stared at him.
“A few women under his care. Care to elaborate?”
He sucked in a deep breath and paced about before stopping before my desk.
“Alpha, all you need to k
