“Silver Fang?” Julia repeated, disbelief clear in her voice.
Her eyes remained fixed on Ryker, as though she were waiting for him to tell her she had heard him wrong. Of all the pack names he could have said, Silver Fang was the last one she had expected.
“Yes,” Ryker answered.
Julia glanced at the folder in his hand before looking back at him.
“Silver Fang wants a joint training with Bloodmoon?”
“I couldn't believe it either when I first saw the request.”
Ryker walked toward the couch and sat down, placing the folder on the table in front of him. Julia followed, although her attention remained on the documents as if they might suddenly explain themselves.
Isaac, completely uninterested in whatever serious Alpha and Luna business his parents were discussing, remained on the floor wi
