Ghost

Ghost sat silently in his office, head leaned back against the wall, legs proped up on the edge of his desk. A thick, musky scent filled the air, signaling that the Alpha males rut was approaching, his brow narrowed in annoyance at the thought of having to deal with such an animalistic urge. He is drawn from his thoughts as a knock echos from the door. Come in. His voice full of dominance and authority, gray eyes narrowing as the door was pushed open