The knock on the office door pulled Alpha Jacob from his deep thoughts. He knew by the scent that it was his Beta reporting the findings of the random rogue attack they had the other day. With his Beta, he also picked up his Gammas' scent.
“Enter!” he commanded
“Alpha, we have the total count of losses from the other night's attack!” Beta Raymond announced.
Alpha Jacob sighed and rubbed his face in frustration with his hands. He was exhausted, but the pack needed his presence more than he needed sleep. He would always show a strong stance towards the pack.
“Go on.” He instructed.
He watches as his gamma hands, Beta Raymond, a folder with a grim expression.
“Alpha, it’s not good. We are missing pack members. So far, by our tally, there are a total of three young she-wolves. They ar
