Riley was working at the desk area in her room, pouring over the reports for most of the morning. She had to admit that for such a remote and isolated pack, Red moon stayed on top of their paperwork and technology. She saw what Patrick had described to her about the increase in the number of attacks and the force used.
She was in the midst of the reports when there was a knock at the door. Riley opened it to see Wesley.
“I heard you were going over the reports on the rogue attacks. I’ve read through them too, so I’d be interested in your perspective.”
She nodded. “That sounds good. I like thinking out loud. I’ll grab my stuff and come out to the sitting room.” He walked away as she grabbed her computer and notebook. Once she was situated, Wesley reached out and turned her notebook towar
