Bottled in a threat

Quinn’s POV

I had mixed feelings when I heard about the chaos that happened to Beatrice and her guests. The moment I heard that Stone’s mate died, my fear was confirmed. I knew how things worked and I didn’t need to be told that this would be a huge problem.

I told Smith to check out the scene and while I waited, I told a guard to call Lydia. She seemed to have a problem solving talent and I needed her by my side as soon as possible.

Smith was the first one to come. He met me pacing around in my office. As he entered, I took my seat and listened to what he had to say.

“How are things going? Is the situation under control?” I asked him anxiously. I had a lot of things to do but I needed this report so I could make headway.

“Things don't look good at all. I am sorry I took some time but the news has traveled far. Alpha Stone’s guards have taken the dead body of his mate back to their pack. I think there might be hostility from their side after. It might be time to involve some of your f