North Industries. Ruslan’s Office
The Alpha left early in the morning for the central office. A meeting was scheduled for today. Everything was calm. Ruslan was no longer anxious about Luna. Alec entered the office, turning his phone over in his hands.
“What are you doing, brother?” — Alec asked with a smile.
“Choosing a blanket for Luna,” — Ruslan replied without looking away from the monitor.
“A blanket? Setting up a den for your troublesome mate?” — his brother couldn’t resist a jab.
“One more word, and the blanket will be made of a silver wolf,” — the Alpha said, finally lifting his yellow eyes to Alec.
“Brother, I’m joking. But seriously, why do you need it?” — Alec asked, genuinely puzzled. — “You could’ve asked Marta. She understands these things better.”
“She’s cold. Her blo
