#Chapter 210: Connections

Noah “Tell me everything you know about WhiteRabbit.” Noah leaned back in his chair, regarding his Beta carefully. The morning sun shone through the office windows, but Noah had not yet slept. He couldn’t sleep last night; there was too much to do. Too many moving parts to manage, too much damage to control. A mysterious forum post and now… this. Scott shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “There’s not much to tell, Alpha. Luna Hannah asked me to look into the username, so I did.” Noah resisted the urge to let loose a warning growl. Scott, seeming to sense that his Alpha’s patience was particularly thin today, almost shrank a bit in his chair. “The vendor… disappeared a few months ago,” Scott elaborated quickly. “After selling Hannah those diet pills. Luna Hannah never told me more than that, and I never found anything other than an IP address traced to a random address overseas.” Noah’s eyes narrowed. “Where was it traced to?” Scott pulled out a