Chapter One Hundred and Twelve - Actions Speak Louder Than Words

Kane’s POV

“Is this what you want, Luna?” I asked, pointing to her and then myself. “The Alpha on the wrong side of his desk.”

“No, Kane,” she replied, rising so quickly she bumped her knee. I was always doing that. “You took me by surprise.”

“Chance would be a fine thing,” I grumbled.

“It’s good to have you back.”

“Really? Why?”

“Don’t spoil it with cynicism. I like your sense of humour It reminds me of – ”

“New York? I never did get round to thanking Elvis,” I said. “If he had solved our puzzle earlier I wouldn’t have come to know you better.”

“Still a smooth talker, I see.”

“A few days doesn’t change a man.”

“Sometimes it does.”

She always had to have the last word. It was kinda infuriating yet I quite liked it all the same.

“If you say so, Luna.”

“Call me Amy, Kane. And it wasn’t any old puzzle and certainly not solved by a banker named after a rock ’n roll singer that everyone seems to want to impersonate.”

“I thought he worked in a museum.”

“I’m not going to argue