NARRATIVE POV
“I am done waiting, brother. When can I take a team and head out?” Miles growled impatiently as he stormed into his brother's and Alpha's office.
Inside, he found Tyson just ending a phone call and his father, Frank, sitting in the room as well. The father and son exchanged a silent glance before turning to Miles and smiling.
“We are approved and cleared by the council to leave today.”
“About fu.cking time!” Miles claps his hands together and turns for the door to head out.
“Not so fast, little bro.” Tyson calls out, pausing Miles’ escape.
With a sigh, Miles turns back and looks at his brother in frustration. “What now?”
“For starters, watch the tone. We may be brothers, but I am still your Alpha. I am not your enemy here. I am trying to help as best as I can while kee
