As soon as Samuel reached his office, the metallic smell of blood hit his nostrils making him realize that the matter must be serious for Miles to go as far as messing up the workplace.
"Who sent you!?'' His secretary's voice was grim but firm. A smirk made its way onto Sam's face. So, he has caught a rat?
"Alpha," Miles greeted him as he entered the room.
Sam looked at the bloodied body sprawled on the ground. If not for the subtle rise and fall of his chest, he would have thought the man was dead.
"Which sewer rat is he?" He asked as he started to remove his coat, "Was he loitering around the pack?'' It was quite common for spies to run around in the pack. And most of them were sent by his father: "You should have handed him over to Ash if that was the case. Why bring him here, Miles?'' The surveillance and defense battalion of the pack was under Asheron's orders. His brother doesn't like others poking their noses into his matters.
