Where is he!

Third Person's POV

His eyes were planted on the paperwork streaked across his desk, engrossed that a light knock on the door caused him to jolt upright, almost falling from his seat..

"Come in" Reginald ordered and a wolf guard bowed before, setting himself in front of the prince..

"The Alpha calls for you." The guard announced loudly. "He asks to see you immediately."

He left before Reginald could even acknowledge his words.

"Fuck." He groaned, frustration etched into his features as he slid deeper into his seat. what did that old man want from him now?

Reginald hated every meeting he had with him. Other than the fact that the king saw everything as a matter of urgency, the cold bond between the both of them made each meeting and the smallest conversations strained with tension..

A tired yawn escaped him and he checked the time on my Rolex Submariner. It's was 8pm already. It wasn't until now he just realized he'd been seated in one spot, sorting out documents for the past three hou