#Chapter 22 Don't you dare to touch Ryan

Third person's pov Back at the Crowalt Pack, a parrot swooped down to an old man. Elder Fritz extended his arm to receive the bird. "Snapper, have you seen him?" The man asked in a gravelly voice. He peered at the bird on his forearm over a knobby nose and small spectacles. The parrot repeated, "I'm good. I'm good." He stroked the bird's head and beak, "Yes, you are a very good bird." Snapper rubbed his head up and down, enjoying the praise and pets. There was a small capsule tied to his leg, and Elder Fritz carefully removed it from the ties, opened it and retrieved a small note. As he unrolled it, his face grew red. "Nonsense! Alpha Jacob is out of line!' he yelled, his voice echoing in to the depths of the large mansion. Behind him, he heard a faint shuffle. Turning to look, a familiar face peered around the open door. Her long golden-brown hair was curled at the ends, pulled back at the top from her freckled face and b