Chapter 107 Ethan Owed Me Big Time
**Talon POV
Ten days–it had been ten long days since Ethan had left.
Eight of those days were spent with no contact.
Not that I was worried about him. I knew he was more than capable of taking care of himself. Other than the assassination, I also wondered if he found out anything about the necklace.
With Ethan gone, the meetings had become painfully long. While Ethan was here, everyone did what he asked, but right now, too many people had opinions.
Glancing quickly at the clock, I noted the time.
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In just an hour, I would once again be sitting with the other leaders going over the latest update of what was happening on the frontline.
“Beta Talon,” a voice called from the doorway drawing my attention from my thoughts.
“Come in.” My eyes gazed up to see one of Richard’s men who had appeared by my door.
“News from the head office. The men you requested to cut off supplies were dispatched effectively, and a letter came for you as well.”
“Good,” I commented. What he reported was nice to confirm, but this wasn‘t news to me. However, he didn‘t leave. Then, I realized his eyes lit up with excitement.
Timmediately stood up from my desk and closed the door behind us.
“Beta, Alpha has a message for you. He also requested reinforcement for his retreat in two days,” he reported in a cheerful, but low voice.
I nodded, and after a couple seconds, I added, “Make sure no other people know about this.”
Other people did not need to know where Ethan was. We didn‘t know who we could trust behind the capitol walls other than our own men.
Taking the private letter and the report with the latest intel from him, I watched as he quickly left my office, closing * the door behind him.
I quickly went through both documents and frowned.
Things were more complicated than we anticipated because of Soren. However, this confirmation would allow us to plan our next actions accordingly.
After that, I checked both reports carefully again. There was no mention of Rosalie.
I sighed in both disappointment and relief. It was just a faint hope anyway. Even if Ethan had found something, it might not necessarily be good news.
I shook my head. “At least he‘s on his way back.”
He had been gone too long, and I definitely was looking forward to having my Alpha here again. I much preferred executing orders than making them.
Also, there was trouble I couldn‘t handle any more. Like Madalynn.
“Talon!” Madalynn‘s shrill voice echoed from outside the office door.
Oh god. Here we go again. I tossed the report into my drawer and locked it right away.
The door was thrust open as Madalynn barged in with a scowl on her face. “Have you heard anything from Ethan yet?” she snapped, demanding information once again.
“No Miss Madalynn,” I replied, taking a deep breath and forcing a smile to my face, “but please allow me to remind vou that this is my private room.”
“Don‘t use that tone with me,” she snapped, crossing her arms over her chest. “I am your future Luna.‘
Luna or not, it wasn‘t up to me to decide. All I knew was that she was nothing but a pain in my a*s.
My Alpha liked me to run defense, but he owed me big time, leaving me with her.
“Of course,” I forced a smile, clasping my hands in front of me on the desk, “my apologies, Miss Madalynn. You‘re more than welcome to barge into my personal space.”
The fact was that I didn‘t have it in me to argue with this woman. It made more sense to fill her ego and pretend that she was right.
Knocking at the office door drew both of our attention as Vicky‘s face peered in. “Oh, there you are Madalynn… the florist was here and said something about petunias.”
Madalynn jumped to her feet quickly, her eyes widening in horror. “Oh no no no, that‘s not what I wanted!”
Raising a brow, I stared at my sister, who hid her smirk as Madalynn rambled on about wedding preparations and exited the office.
“I take it you were lying?” I asked with a grin as Vicky closed the office door and glided towards my desk.
“Me.. lie… of course not,” she replied in a fanning shock. “Misunderstandings happen though.. Hmm maybe the florist didn‘t mention petunias.”
Georgia had been gone for almost seven days now, and my wolf was going crazy. She told everyone she was going back to the pack, but she didn‘t.
Sorry to have worried you both, but as you have probably guessed by now I am in the north.
Georgia – MY Georgia.. She ran into rogues. How did she manage to escape?
“What‘s wrong?” Vicky urged softly as her eyes skimmed over me. I tossed the letter at her. She gasped upon reading Georgia’s message.
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Really oh fn....off another weak heroine roll, her pack hated her, she was abused, why would she do this .... pfghhj off at another cliche novel. .... Nope...