DEVON'S POV
“Alpha Devon.“ Jason came in.
“What's happening?“
“Some rogues were sighted yesterday by the border.“
“What?“
“Yes, Alpha. I just received the report from the head of the guards.“
“When did this happen?“
“Two days ago.“
“What?“ The situation was getting more ridiculous by the moment. “Why am I just hearing this now?“
“I was just informed, too.“
“Why did he think it was a good idea to keep that information to himself? Call him in.“
“Yes, Alpha.“ He left, and I rubbed my head in exhaustion.
“My Alpha.“ I glared at the man I had appointed to be the head of my guards.
“What is this I'm just hearing from Jason?“
“I'm sorry, Alpha.“
“You are sorry?“ I chuckled without mirth. “Do you realize what you have done?“
“I'm sorry.“ He kept repeating it like a broken record.
