Bane POV
The whiskey tastes like victory as I watch the sun begin to rise over my pack which is undoubtedly my territory.
I have held this position for three years and despite Penelope's little theatrical return, nothing has changed.
I am still Alpha and she is still just a girl playing politics she knows nothing about.
The door opens without a knock and Lionel enters.
The look on his face tells me that something interesting has happened, something I'll be glad to hear.
"Well?" I don't bother asking the question, we have a tactic understanding after working together for so long.
“ I have good news for you.” Lionel declares.
“ Then spill them.” I order.
I know what he is trying to do, make his revelation dramatic.
He lives for that but I am not in the mood to indulge him this mo
