Harley’s P.O.V.
Carlos leaned back in his chair and squinted his crimson eyes, scanning me like I had just flipped his world upside down.
“You can get the files?”
He repeated it slowly, his tone dipped in disbelief.
“The ones I, the chief of the royal advisory council, can’t even pull through the diplomatic channels?”
I nodded, my spine straightened as I sank into the chair across from him. The Howler Shadow Pack was a highly guarded territory, with a sly control freak as a leader. It was obvious that Carlos couldn’t access the confidential files using his royal influence.
I met his gaze without blinking, letting my voice fall into a calm, professional tone.
“Yes, Alpha. Because a weak omega could easily collect the information without raising suspicion.”
Alpha’s brows pulled toget
