#Chapter87
Ryker POV
I was going to kill them, they just made me look like a twat. Reika would also pay for not telling me what they had done. I can't believe she let me go deal with pack business with scribble on my face.
Who does that? Using my car mirror I tried to scrub the crap off my face, I even walked into a service station with this shit on me, no wonder the clerk gave me a funny look. Hearing a knock on the window I turn to see Zane. I roll it down.
/"What?/" I ask.
/"Now I know you can't grow a moustache but it's a bit extreme drawing one on don't you think?/"
/"Fuck off Zane, what do you want?/" I tell him, one more snide comment and he would be eating his teeth.
/"Got a call today, an Alpha's meeting has been called for in July/"
/"Change it, Reika is due in July/"
/"No can do, only day everyone is available/"
/"Then cancel it till a later date/"
