Issahil

“Well, I guess we are going to have to find out about that how.”

My father both hummed and nodded in response to Alpha Matthias words and just then, Tom, the beta of my father's pack rushed inside. 

It seemed like he had stayed back outside with a few other pack members,  snooping around for clues.

“We found this outside in the mail box, it's a note, addressed to you and it has the government stamp on it.”

He walked towards my father and placed the piece of paper in his hands.

“The government?” My father's eyes scanned through the note, his face darkening as he read through it....