I turned to the warrior named Reggie, who was trembling in sheer terror at my discovery. Little did he know, my initial plan was to eliminate him and seize the drug for myself. But then a more cunning thought struck me: instead of killing him, why not extract information about how he acquired it? I approached him as he instinctively recoiled.
"There's no need to be afraid, Reggie. Where did you get this?" I inquired, fully aware that it couldn't have come from the stash my father had confiscated—its location was a mystery even to me. Reggie's expression shifted to one of surprise; he likely expected his life to end at that moment. "I got it from one of the suppliers, young alpha. Please, don’t turn me in! I’ll do anything you ask," he pleaded, desperation lacing his voice. A sly grin spre
