C94 Ninety four

AUTHOR'S POV;

Tristan diligently sorted through the crates in the pack house, the rhythmic hum of activity disrupted as Ethan approached. "Someone's looking for you, Tristan," Ethan said, a frown creasing his brow.

Tristan raised an eyebrow, setting down a box. "You know pack members aren't supposed to disturb me at work. Who is it?"

Ethan hesitated, then leaned in, voice low. "Alpha Odette