ZUKO POINT OF VIEW

"Get them through now!" I roared into the phone, getting impatient. My voice echoed through the office walls, shaking the glass on my desk.

"Alpha, we are doing everything we can already," the man on the other end replied nervously. "We… we faced a setback."

I growled, clenching my fist until my claws cut into my palm. "You told me this was going to take a day. A day. Now it’s almost a month. Tell me why I still don’t have them here!"

The Pack Tracker stuttered. ...