Chapter 7. His Venting

Chris’s POV

A week passed.

The maid that ran to inform the Black Rose Pack had reached within two days.

It may have been a spy and not an ordinary maid, or why else would she think of reporting to another pack?

There was an infamous rumor that the Black Rose Pack kept spies in the packs of their allies.

They usually never involved themselves in matters of my pack, the Alpha King’s pack—till recently, when my father aimed for closer and better relations with them.

Their only and first contribution to our pack was letting Rihanna be Beta, and that had been ruined.

This case just shot my anxiety level through the roof.

“Chris, haven’t you opened the letter?” my father’s voice boomed through the hall I was in.

The letter from the Black Rose Alpha to me had been in my hands for hours, while my mind thought hard on how to bear the consequences of its content.

I placed it on the table. “No, I haven’t.”

How can I? It could b