It takes months to tour all the packs. Word spread about my return and Koden’s death, and the rest of the packs were respectful. They may not have liked me taking my place as Alpha, but they will respect it or pay the consequences.
I’m currently pouring over the financials that the accountant just left with me. Bastian showed him out of the packhouse before coming back in. I’m sitting at my desk, my head in my hands, and I’m trying to convince myself not to pull my hair out.
I look up at Bastian as he closes the door. “Did you understand any of that?” I ask him.
“Sure. ‘Money, blah blah, finances, blah blah, company.’”
I look at him for a minute. “Yeah, that’s about all I understood, too. I don’t even understand what I’m looking at here, and I swear he was intentionally being ambiguous
