Gier anxiously drummed his fingers on his knee as the limo made its way north through the thick forest before reaching the gate. Beside him, Stella perched in her seat, frowning at her phone, and across from him sat his guest. Ravid watched them both with a bored expression.
“Can you stop doing that?” Ravid finally asked.
Gier stilled his fingers and drew in a breath. He had to relax and be ready for whatever waited for them. There was nothing Alexander could reveal that would interfere with their plans.
“The signal here stinks,” Stella complained. “Why don’t they put up a few towers to improve it?”
“You’ll have to discuss it with the King,” Gier sighed. “He had been reluctant to allow development projects on his pack’s territory.”
“When I’m Luna, that’s going to change,” Stella anno
