Rafael
I look into the steely eyes of the Alpha wolf, Traeger, and hand him the tracker. Traeger takes the tracker and turns it over in his hands.
“Can ye trace who is tracking this on the other end?”
Traeger’s dark hair falls across his brow as he considers what to do next, “What’s the timeline?”
“It’s imperative I get the information right away. The people who planted this in my home took something important to me.”
He moves toward his laptop and sets the chip down. His broad shoulders are tense as he places the chip inside a small glowing container that looks like a human microwave. As soon as he does, the container begins to glow. Laser grids scan the chip as his fingers fly across the keyboard, keying in computer codes.
A knock sounds on the door across his office, opening to
