The Hardest of Them All

[SICARIO]

"That is not an answer, Captain Drew," Elodie said, and Drew could have sworn he felt chills down his spine at her tone.

Drew knew shit was about to go down, but he had to try and hold his own, he had a team that depended on him, though they seemed more doomed worth every second that the alpha's eyes glared into his soul. 

Could she see through her soul? That was something that scared Drew to the core. He wasn't sure where this conversation was headed, but one thing he was sure of, was that it wouldn't favor him.

"Regular cargo, Alpha Elodie. Food that would keep us alive for the next nine months, along with the necessities for our survival. The ship didn't have much because it was meant to pick up your psycho of a foreigner alpha.