Bab 188: 99 Problems…

"We have a problem," growled Ba'dqeel as he stormed into his office. He froze for a second as he saw five other males. "Where are the others?" he continued, narrowing his eyes on Zua'the as if the male had all the answers.

"I wouldn't bother asking him," sneered He'dtaalh from where he leaned against a wall. His arms were folded across his chest, and his legs were crossed at the ankles. He looked to be calm and relaxed, but Ba'dqeel had come to know the male better than that. 

He'dtaalh was ready to spill blood, and it wouldn't matter whose it was. 

"Why not?" asked Ba'dqeel slowly as he made his way over to his deck chair. Hopefully, having a desk between him and the pissed off male would slow him down if he chose to attack. 

It probably wouldn't, but at least it made Ba'dqeel feel better. 

"Because the fucker can't remember the past few moons, let alone the fact that he has a mate," grunted He'dtaalh, only for Pure to nod his head in agreement.