#Chapter 489: First Strike

Nathan “Now onto the matter of packs Eastwind and Crescent Moon,” Dan said as he shuffled around the pile of papers that sat in front of him. “Let us begin with their shared proposal.” “The way I see it, if those two packs want to merge,” one of the other Alphas said, “then they should also be required to pay a proportionately higher trade tariff to the association.” “Indeed.” Dan nodded as he jotted down some notes on his notepad. “They are two very large packs…” As the other Alphas discussed matters of pack politics, my mind was elsewhere. My phone had been buzzing incessantly in my pocket for several minutes now, and I was afraid to take it out for fear of another reprimand from Dan. But the more my phone buzzed, the more I realized that I couldn’t just ignore it. Whoever was calling me so much was likely not calling to chat, judging by the amount of times they called. No, something was certainly wrong. And whatever it was needed my attention. Checking to make s