Ivan
'Alpha, I'll have them tonight,' Ethan's voice cautiously enters my mind, and I stop what I'm doing.
'What time?'
'I'll have them at the packhouse by eleven.'
'No, not the packhouse,' The last thing I wanted was anyone seeing what we were doing. And if two new cars were there in the morning, the pack was bound to notice and ask questions. 'Take them to the holding cells. That way, you can strip them in peace.'
'Yes, Alpha,' There's hesitation there, and I know there's something else he needs to tell me.
'What is it?'
'I need money,' that doesn't surprise me. Considering what I'd asked Ethan to do, it wasn't unthinkable that he'd need to pay someone to get what we needed.
'How much?'
