Melissa looked at the documents related to the finances of their pack. In the last three months, the pack had grown its wealth using new activities, an effort Melissa had made for them by introducing such professions.
"What are you doing in the office?" Radulf's voice echoed in the large office room as he stepped in. "With my return, I have taken the charge here. You can rest," he suggested.
Melissa looked at him. "I know. But I want to keep a check on the finances," she replied.
Radulf was now right beside her and took the documents from her hands.
"Our pack has grown a significant wealth in the past two months. It's not large, but I am sure with time more wealth be generated. We can then invest this amount to build better schools and training institutes for our pack wolves," Melissa explained.
Radulf realized Melissa was far intelligent than he had thought. How? Wasn't she always lived in the cold palace? Then, how did she learn all this?
