Ravyn was at the pack office, his gaze fixed on the computer screen, when he received a mindlink from the warriors at the gate. 'Alpha, we have a guest from the Silver Moon pack. They said they were sent by the Alpha King."
Ravyn's brow furrowed with curiosity. "Bring them to my office."
Two men he had never seen walked into his office moments later. Their faces were unfamiliar, their builds unremarkable.
Ravyn had never seen them around any of the packs, but being from the Silver Moon pack, he offered them a seat with a casual gesture. "To what do I owe this visit?" He asked nonchalantly, his gaze on the laptop in front of him.
Well, they didn't beat about the bush at all. "Alpha Ravyn," one of them said. "We won't give you our names because King Jaron only sent us to deliver this message."
The first man spoke, his voice flat and professional. "He said it would be suspicious if he came himself or used any of his pack members."
