BLAKE
On Friday afternoon, Luke, my father, Alpha Antoine, and his mate, Luna Marie, were positioned around my desk as we all looked toward the conference phone. I clenched and unclenched my fists, and my mouth was dry with anticipation. I grabbed for my water bottle to take a sip as Luke cleared his throat and dialed his father’s number.
“Hello? Dad?” Luke called into the phone as soon as we connected.
“Hi, Luke. Who else is there?”
“We have Alpha Blake, Alpha James, Alpha Antoine, and Luna Marie.”
“Ok, good. I have some unfortunate news to share." He paused for a moment and everyone in the room looked around at each other. "Thank you for calling me back immediately. My men have spotted a mass movement from Alpha Édouard’s pack. At this point, I would advise everyone to take position
