Chapter 210: Clubbing Or Not?

LIANA

I paced around my living room, my mind still reeling from what I had overheard at the office.

A secret society? Agents?

The words kept echoing in my head, a mystery begging to be unraveled. I couldn't shake the feeling that this was important, that it was something we needed to know about.

I pulled out my phone, scrolling through my contacts until I found Jordan's number. He was Beta of the pack, and if anyone knew about the ins and outs of our world, it would be him.

With a deep breath, I hit the call button.

After a few rings, he picked up. "Liana, what's up?"

"Hey, Jordan," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I wanted to ask you something."

"Sure, shoot."

I took a deep breath. "Is there anyone in the pack, or maybe in the werewolf community, who keeps tabs on... everything going on? Like, someone who monitors all the weird stuff, secret organizations, that kind of thing?"

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and when Jordan spoke again, his tone was cautiou