Page 7 of Wolf Tormented
“It was a little small, but it’s still wearable. No holes or anything.”
“Then donate it back to the storeroom. We aren’t wasteful. My mate picked that coat out for her specifically.”
“Yes, alpha.” Patrick bows his head.
The door opens and Angela struts in with a grin, the rest of the enforcers following behind her.
“So glad you could all make it,” I deadpan.
Angela chuckles. “The alpha female is scary.”
“I’ll tell you all what I told these two. Everyone take rations. Jara was right. We need you strong, and McKenna is running the stores. She is good about distributing just enough based on family size. Now, sit your asses down.”
Everyone sits in their assigned seats, and Angela pulls out her chair next to mine.
She opens a folder and squints down at a picture, then glances around the room. “It’s not anything concrete, but does anyone have new evidence that the humans are watching us?”
John sits forward. “I’ve smelled humans out by the border on several occasions.”
“Where?” I point to the map.
They all know they are supposed to be placing sightings on the map. Any little nuance can be helpful.
John stands and grabs a couple markers from the box before staring down at the map. He puts in two pins on Grayson’s border about five hundred yards apart.
Is Grayson in on this? Does he know that humans are stalking between our territories? Why would he risk us all like that?
Patrick leans forward. “The humans are getting bold traveling between territories.”
Alex shakes his head. “Are they getting bold, or did Grayson sell us out?”
Alex has never had a great relationship with Alpha Grayson, especially since the alpha’s parents made Alex leave his pack to save their son from a challenge.
What else did Grayson’s parents do to protect their only son? Because I’m still not convinced that Jara was ever his fated mate. He wouldn’t have been able to reject her. There is no way he could hate her this much if she was meant to be his.
I run a hand down my face. “We need to double patrols but be wary. Something is definitely going on with the humans, and I don’t like it.”
My phone buzzes on the table, and I glance at it, cursing under my breath.
“It’s Bill. I need to take this,” I say and stand to head for the door. “Hello?”
“Archer, we have a problem,” Bill says into the phone, his tone wary.
“What is it?” I pace the hall outside the conference room.
“You have been subpoenaed to testify in this case the human government have against you. They are fishing pretty hard on this.”
“It’s been months, Bill. They have been talking to my employees, and they haven’t found anything. Why hasn’t this gone away yet?” I lean back against the wall, tilting my head back.
“I don’t know. They are relentless—almost as if they know something but are trying to get you to slip up.” Bill sighs.
“They know about shifters? How? That shouldn’t be possible.” I slam my fist back into the wall at my side.
How did the humans find out about us? Was it one of the packs in the east that let it slip?
“I don’t know,” Bill grumbles. “Maybe a pack in another region had issues and got on their radar, but I don’t speak to many alphas, just you.”
“You said they want to interview me for their case?” I groan. “It’s not exactly the best time. We have humans in our woods doing gods know what.”
