"Cast all of your worries on my most reliable little scuttle claws, oh! How my sniffy-sniff-whiffy nostrils can chase a scent for a thousand miles away-y-aye!" Drew Cobbler's sing-song voice was clipped and filled with glee.
Alpha Bruno chose to concentrate on his fingers impatiently tapping the surface of his office desk, fighting to sustain the patience that was seeping through every stare he fixated on Drew Cobbler whose cloddish attitude was clear evidence Aiden wasted his time again.
"Could you please tell us how to get started with this tracking?" Axel, who was equally pissed off as Bruno was, asked not shifting his gaze from the young man.
Drew Cobbler was clad in a brightly multicolored cape, and some faux leather tight pants, his upper body bare except for the cape around his n
