I stared at the photo In the frame for a moment "seems like you have a son" and not just a son, even in my eyes he was beautiful which mean he is useful, I can sell him on the black market and get my money back finally something I can use in this hole of a place.

"That is... amm… w-w-we planned on s-s-selling him to you 5 years ago b-b-but he ran away we… we don’t have a way of paying because of that" the old man mumbled not daring to look at my face.

"Is that so than I have no other choice" I stood up ignoring their never ending pleadings and crying, Jake follows close behind me as I tell the pack members in our link to take care of them and to find their son.

As I sat in the car I felt my head hurting again, recently I have too much to take care of both as an alpha and as the head of our mafia and now I even have to clean this useless mess just great.

As I drifted to sleep I can hear in our pack link one of my members informing me he found their son… at last something is going in the right direction, or so I thought at the time.

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