Chapter 54: Why...
Kian’s POV
“Change the pack I’m leading to Darkfang. Right now.”
The i***t at the assignment desk blinked at me like I’d just offered to sacrifice a virgin in the moonlight. His mouth opened, shut, then opened again.
“I… uh… sir… that pack’s already been assigned and you were originally...”
“Make me repeat myself,” I growled, stepping closer, “and I’ll rip out your spine and write my own reassignment in your blood.”
That did it.
He scrambled to type like his fingers were possessed. Smart man.
I wasn’t even supposed to give a s**t. I wasn’t. I had seniority. I had rank. I had my choice of excursion placements. Hell, I’d already selected Ashrock Pack, a boring, stable, politics-heavy assignment that would’ve given me three weeks of silence, strategy, and zero horm
