"I want her brought in," I said, my voice dropping to a dangerous Alpha timbre. "Send our American contacts. No mistakes this time."
"Understood, Alpha. We'll have her within 48 hours."
"Keep me updated," I ordered before ending the call.
I took a moment to compose myself, pushing my wolf back from the surface. Olivia didn't need to be burdened with these concerns tonight. Not when she was already carrying so much worry for the Pierce siblings.
When I reentered the room, I found Olivia and Leah chatting animatedly. Leah was showing Olivia a small sketch she'd drawn—a simple landscape with trees and mountains. My wolf calmed at the sight of Olivia's gentle smile.
"This is beautiful, Leah," Olivia was saying. "You have real talent."
"Noah bought me the sketchbook," Leah explained
