*Calvin*
Another packhouse, another f*****g tour. The Alpha and Luna are nice, but I’m ready to call Seth and ask him to try to link Ada. I’m so worried that I almost forget to sniff around any shewolves we pass, but an elbow to the side from Peter reminds me that I have to be convincing.
Finally, she shows us to our rooms, and I don’t even bother going into mine; I follow right behind Peter.
“Let me get everything set up,” he tells me, clearly not thrilled about being rushed. Still, he pulls his computer out of a bag and logs in before he lifts his phone and calls the King.
“I may not have been entirely truthful about the situation with Dorothy,” he begins, placing his voice on speaker so I can hear.
“What have you done?” Seth asks, irritation in his voice.
“It’s what I’ve done,”
