When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Tyson and Joe hurried to Tyson’s office to call the Red Mountain Clan. Joe closed the office door behind them as Tyson began to dial the phone on his desk. Joe sat in the chair across from his son and looked at him. “Son, no matter what Derek has to say, try to stay calm,” Joe told Tyson. “I will. I’m just worried about what that i***t Alpha has done now,” Tyson answered as the phone rang on the other end. They sat listening to the ringing through the phone speaker. “What the hell is wrong with Alpha Nicholas?” came the voice that answered the call. “Good afternoon to you, too,” Joe laughed. “What did Jerkface do this time?” Derek said, “Jerkface? That fits. He called here as soon as they figured out you had swooped in and made the rescue. Then, he started accusing my clan of k******