Chapter 87

Ryker POV I was going to kill them, they just made me look like a twat. Reika would also pay for not telling me what they had done. I can't believe she let me go deal with pack business with scribble on my face. Who does that? Using my car mirror I tried to scrub the crap off my face, I even walked into a service station with this shit on me, no wonder the clerk gave me a funny look. Hearing a knock on the window I turn to see Zane. I roll it down. "What?" I ask. "Now I know you can't grow a moustache but it's a bit extreme drawing one on don't you think?" "Fuck off Zane, what do you want?" I tell him, one more snide comment and he would be eating his teeth. "Got a call today, an Alpha's meeting has been called for in July" "Change it, Reika is due in July" "No can do, only day everyone is available" "Then cancel it till a later date" "It's to