{Tucker’s P.O.V.}
Two and a half weeks ago
I was sitting in my office waiting for some news from our source at Desert Moon but had not heard anything in a while.
“Tucker!” I heard my brother Thomas as rushed into my office
“What is it?” I asked
“The source, he was made! He’s been arrested!”
“WHAT?! How do you know that!?” I shouted.
“He sent me the S.O.S. I called and was on speaker when it happened,” he explained. I roared in outrage. How could have they known Hank was my source. An entire year of planning wasted. “Tucker, do you think he will talk?”
“He’s probably already dead, so it doesn’t matter,”
“Tucker, we need to plan the attack. If the Alpha of Desert Moon finds out the
