Victor’s POV
I spent the entirety of the rest of the day thinking about my conversation with Sidus. I tried not to let his words phase me as much as they did and I tried not to let them dominate my thoughts and actions afterward. But how could I go on knowing what I knew now?
The desk in front of me was littered with papers upon papers—there was map work and documents and letters that Sidus had sent to to various unknown third-party wolves. I didn't know what any of the words or phrases meant, but I knew that it meant trouble.
Suddenly, there was a knock on my door and when I lifted my gaze, just as the door opened, my eyes landed on Hendrix making his way into the room.
“Is everything alright?” I asked.
“Yes, Alpha,” the man in front of me stated as closed the door behind himself. “I just thought I’d check in, give you an update.”
