***Alpha Ryker***
'How far are you with the information about that paper? ' I stood at the head of the Maple live edge communal table, waiting for an answer from my appointed pack members.
There were a total of 9 heads in the sound proof meeting room, including mine. Theo, Jayson, Mateo the lead enforcer, Tyron a very good tracker and four other warriors. Their stiff postures had me questioning whether they had heard my question.
'Alpha. ' Tyron stood up, bowing slightly in avowed dutiful respect. He was a teenager gifted with a very exceptional scent tracking ability. His sense of smell and the capability to detect an extremely small difference between many smells made him the best.
'The perfume on the paper is different with that of Monica. ' He spoke in a low fearful voice. He was slightly shaking, my aura was affecting him. His wolf recognised me as his Alpha, the poor kid was in the verge of pissing on himself.