CHAPTER 41: ORDERS

VIKTOR.

“Hey, where are you going?”

I turn around to see who the voice belongs to and I recognize him as one of the patrol wolves.

I am standing at the gates about to walk out when he walks up to me.

“Out,” I respond with irritation.

I don't mean to be rude.

In fact, I applaud his dedication and awareness.

But there is a wolf out there that threatens the peace of my mate and my Alpha genes are demanding I tear him apart.

My patience to handle any other person is close to snapping.

“Do you have permission?”

No, I do not.

“Yes, from the Guia herself.”

“I am going to confirm it.”

“Sure. Let her know that I am also going to pick up another batch of fries too.”

“Sure, whatever.”

I wait as he walks a few feet and dials the number.

I don't bother listening to the conversation and it comes as no surprise when he hands me the phone.

“For you “

“Hello,” I say as I take the phone from him.

“What are you doing, you crazy man.”

“Nothing,” I reply. “I am just going to pick up more fries. The one we