Jace
He’d been more than annoyed at Alpha Gretta’s response to his first e-mail. He’d snarled into the room, unhappy with it, snarled that she was being unreasonable, and then he’d kicked the hotel’s coffee table across the room only to have his Delta state, “Point and Case.” From where he’d sat.
Jace had stared at him and then looked at the destroyed coffee table. He’d lost his temper, and at Alpha Gretta of the Wolfen Council no less, and for what, her not wanting to help him was all.
They weren’t there to sort out personal wolfen issues, they were there, in fact, to train the future heirs to all packs, so they could become good responsible Alphas that knew what the laws of their kind were.
They were there to enforce those laws that were breached by the wolves of the surrounding pa
