"Why don't you want to see him?" I asked Armando as we walked out of the gate, the elderly man was nowhere in sight.

Miss Fegrin had apologetically asked us to leave and come again if we needed more information. The Alpha was apparently a more important visitor.

"Why should I?" Armando responded and started the engine.

"You're not curious to know who is currently ruling your pack and what business he might have with Miss Fegrin?" I secured myself with the seatbelt.

"We have more pressing matters at hand, babe. When we're done, I can return to Red Moon pack and reclaim my position." He shrugged.

I didn't want...