Later that evening, I waited in my office for the members of my Council and the nearby Alphas to show up.
The rest of the day before the evening hadn't been too productive as I made calls to different Alphas around America and beyond, getting their reports on the rogues in their territories.
Every Alpha on the continent has to hold themselves accountable to the safety of their respective pack at the end of the day, not me.
Anyway, at around five PM, Marcellus was the first one to step into the office with an exhausted expression on his face.
"Good evening, Marcellus." I greeted him with a nod as he closed the door behind himself.
He flashed me a wry smile before speaking apologetically. "Sorry, I'm late. That search for Tonka using his foot tracks turned out to be a wild goose chase. I don't know how to explain it..."
I dimmed my eyes, leaning closer as he sat on one of the chairs in front of me.
"What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
