SEVENTY-SEVEN

I tapped on the door once, and without waiting for a reply, I barged into his office. Slade had a man by his collar, lifted mid-air, his legs thrashing in the air. He released the man as soon as he saw me, straightening to his full height while the man scurried to escape from the alpha.

“I-I didn’t know you were coming,” he rolled his sleeves down slowly, buttoning one after another carefully. I’d not visited his office in a long time, and I noticed nothing had changed since I was last here. My desk still remained the way I’d left it at the far end of his office. The only difference was the untidy state of his own desk. It wasn’t unusual for his desk to be scattered with a lot of paper work, but there were more files on his desk than usual. I wonder how he can deal with all of this and still find time to look into Sapphire and Lennox’s whereabouts.

I’d noticed more freedom now than before. He passed a strict warning to every member of Dark Wolf that I wasn’t allowed out of the pack