Chapter 67: Meeting Claire Pt.1

Alastair:

“Another one, Herry,” I said as I sat at the bar on my tenth shot of whiskey.

“Sir, are you sure that you should-” Herry started when he saw the freshly annoyed look on my face.

I liked Herry and quite enjoyed his company for the most part, especially for a human. Sometimes, however, the guy could easily forget that I was not so prone to inebriation as the rest of his customers.

“Herry,”

“Yes, sir,” he quipped without another word. He poured me two more shots of whiskey and then continued wiping down glasses.

I took a shot as John linked with me. “How are they doing on the mission?” I asked, deciding that I had very little to hide in terms of who I was, so I communicated to my delta aloud. The mental connection to him was just as strong when I was verbal.

Training had gone particularly well with the younger pack members, so it was time for their first field mission. A few ferals had been spotted near Shadow Veils city line. This wasn’t something that was considered to