“We have a pack meeting tonight, and there’s unrest about the territory being invaded by those fucking coyote hybrids.” Jonah stopped on his way out the door, his shoulders pulling up around his ears. “I told you I was out of pocket this weekend, Boss.” “You’re my second. I need you there. Those damned coyotes are skulking around, stealing from the homes around the perimeter.” He gritted his teeth, clenching his hand around his jacket, which he hadn’t even had time to put on before the pack Alpha had caught up with him. The urge to whine hit hard, and he stuffed it back down in his chest. He was no cub, begging for scraps. “Sure. Okay. I’ll text my buddies and be there in a few minutes, yeah?” He hated the idea of disappointing his “buddies.” Again. “It won’t take long. A couple of hours, tops. Tell them to keep their panties on.” If Boothe only knew.
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