Travis POV
I stiffly take a seat in the conference room, directly across from Alpha Bradley, putting on my full-Alpha face as I glare him down. Bradley sees my tension, and responds by smiling at me warmly, which only pisses me off more.
“Welcome to Dark Moon, Alpha of Black Hills. I’ve heard so much about you.” Bradley says in a very genuine voice.
“Let’s cut the s**t, and get to the point of our presence here.” I snarl. “Where is Matthew Bechard?” I demand.
“Bechard? I’m not familiar with a Matthew Bechard.” Bradley says, rubbing his chin considering for a moment before something seems to click. “Ah, Bechard was his mother’s maiden name. That makes sense.” Bradley explains.
“Ok?” I’m growing impatient with this Alpha.
“You see, I know Matthew by the surname of Shivers. He mus
