Nicholae's POV

“Progress report.” The scout I sent stands at attention at the doorway.

“At ease solider.” I wave him in hurriedly.

“What do you have to report?” I am bent over the map of the Black Moon Pack territory spread out on the table with four of my captains in the hotel room of a nearby town a few miles from the pack.

“As we suspected, they are trafficking in shifters. A large number of young female shifters came in last night. I suspect some of them were brought in from other countries.” At his words the entire room goes silent.

He continues, “the captives are sold to mostly...