San’s POV

“Dad, we need to close the tunnel between Rylot and my room. Alpha Draven has sent assassins through that route,” I said as I plopped down on the couch of my Dad’s office with a can of soda in my hand while Ryder sat on the other end.

“How do you know?” Dad asked as he signed a few documents as the outgoing Alpha.

I slapped my hand on the table and withdrew it minus the scroll. Dad picked it up and raised his brow.

“Who wrote this?” he ...