James’ POV
Begrudgingly, we all walked to Cal’s office in the quiet of the pack house. When we got to the door, I looked at Austin, who just gestured for me to knock on the door.
"I have never wished death upon this man more than now…" Keith huffed.
"You better pray for all of us!" I told him. Knocking hard on Cal's office door, I waited for his response.
"Come in," Cal said.
"Da*n, he really never does sleep," Keith commented. Pushing the door open, I went inside, followed by Monica and Austin. Austin stood a little way back; unsure what Cal would do when he saw him. Cal was seated behind his desk, a massive pile of paperwork on either side of him, which he seemed to be ignoring.
"Alpha," I said, bowing my head.
"What is it, James?" he asked, not bothering to look up. "It's l
