Quinton
“I’m waiting to hear from Thomas. He isn’t answering my phone calls. If he’s ignoring me…” I snarl into the phone.
“Quinton, my pack still isn’t fully recovered from our last battle with Warren. He’s probably still recovering. You said he lost his Beta, right?” Brady asks me.
“Yeah, but that’s no excuse. I told him we’d get his Beta back, but I can’t do that unless he answers his f*****g phone so we can make a plan,” I growl.
“What do you want to do?” Brady asks.
“I’ve sent some warriors over there to encourage him to answer his phone.”
“So, when we attack, we’re getting the lady doctor, right?” he asks.
“Yeah. Alive. We need her,” I say, scrubbing my face with my hand.
“WE need her? I thought I was getting her,” he says. I have to be careful here. If what Brady and Thomas
