Draven Fox

I put my phone on speaker, listening to it ring as I looked at the pack's new junior warrior recruits that Caleb had forwarded. My call went unanswered, making the left part of my upper lip curl upward. "Idiot." I grumbled, stopping myself from hurling the device across the room. Nathan was testing my patience, and soon it would thin out and he'd have hell to pay. I smelled Holden before he even spoke, his presence alone snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Food for thought?" Holden casually asked, standing in the open doorway.

"Nothing I can't handle." I put it simply, ticking off the names I thought...