Chapter 114

~Maverick~ “What do you want Isabella?” I snapped, barely sparing her a glance as I walked my way slowly toward her. My patience was razor-thin, my mind still tangled in the mess I had left behind. Isabella stood in the middle of my living room, her arms crossed over her chest, her expression unreadable. But I knew better, whenever she had that look, it meant there was trouble. She stepped forward, and placed a stack of documents on the table in front of me. “Really Mav?” Frowning, my gaze followed her actions, as if reading my expression, she spoke. “A query report,” she said coldly. “The elders are complaining.” I exhaled sharply, rubbing my temples. “Of course, they are.” Her eyes narrowed at me. “This isn’t something you can brush off easily, Mav. The pack is in chaos. They’re looking for leadership and not silence.” My pack was falling apart. Businesses that once thrived under my leadership were crumbling. Allies were slipping through my fingers like grains of sand. The board had