"All right, thank you, Alpha Dennis, we'll get back to you soon," Zack said, nodding to Freya as she entered his office. She gave him a small smile and placed his lunch on the desk in front of him. He hung up and put his phone aside before staring curiously at the food.
"Italian drumsticks with garlic thyme sauce," Freya announced before he could ask what it was. He cut into one of the drumsticks with his knife and popped the meat into his mouth. He chewed slowly and seemed surprised by the flavors.
"Damn," he muttered, "this is good."
"Thanks," she smiled.
"Have you eaten yet?" he asked, pausing in mid-bite.
"I've, don't worry."
He nodded and continued to shovel the food into his mouth.
"So, did all the alphas side with us?"
"Most of them. Some are a little hesit
