Natasha POV
Alpha?
I awoke to the voice of one of my patrols in my head.
Yes, Zane?
I’m sorry to disturb you so early, Alpha, but Alpha Alexander of the Highland Hills Pack has requested a meeting.
Have him escorted to the patio behind the packhouse and arrange for some coffee and scones to be brought over. I’ll be there shortly.
Yes, Alpha.
Sitting up, I scrubbed my hands over my face, then shoved the blankets aside. Beside me, Harmony stirred.
“What’s up, babe?” she asked, her voice deep and husky from sleep.
I rose and began to rifle through my footlocker for something to wear. I settled on a pair of denim cut-offs and a black tank top. “Alexander has requested a meeting. I’m meeting him on the patio at the packhouse,” I told her as I pulled the shorts up my legs and over m
