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Chapter 17

Zane’s POV

“We’re yet to get the receipts for the samples from Alpha Tristan. He’s being suspiciously tight-lipped about where he got this latest stock from.” Fred informed me.

We were seated in my study, me behind my desk, him in one of the visitor's chairs across from me. A bottle of whiskey sat between us, with both our glasses left largely untouched on the table.

“Hmm.” I leaned back in my seat. “Perhaps Tristan needs some stronger motivation to make him more compliant.”

Tristan was the alpha of Dark Hail Pack. Their pack was known to be the distributor for medicine because of their skilled analyst and vast connections in both legal and illegal sides of the business.

Fred raised a brow. “I don’t think it’s come to any drastic measures. I’ll let him get back to us first. If he’s still being shady we’ll give him a stern talking to.”

I reached for my whiskey and took a sip. “Good. What about the Malteeve contract? Has the Red White Clan gotten back to you on that?”

Red White Clan was
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