#Chapter 38 Sam Bearer of Bad News

Elroy’s POV Sam was a wonderful pack Beta. Smart, hardworking, level-headed, had a memory like a steel trap—all things I needed in a right-hand man. I liked to think we even got along. I never thought that would bite me in the ass. It was biting me in the ass because the very same attributes that made him a great Beta also made him very adept at reading situations, and his familiarity with me meant he felt he could voice them. Normally this was a benefit, but right now… Well, right now I wasn’t really in the mood. “You’ve been on edge lately,” Sam noted mildly. I stiffened in my chair. “What makes you say that?” I asked woodenly. A poor cover-up. I couldn’t believe I’d been so obvious that one of my subordinates had to bring it up. I ran a hand through my hair, debating how much to reveal. "I’m merely concerned about my Mate,” I admitted. “The investigation is taking a great deal of her time and energy and I’m not sure she’s resting properly.” Plus I needed to talk