Chapter 43

I walked up to Brian in his new office. If anyone had told me an office room could be bigger than the one he had in his previous home, I’d have argued, but this Alpha office in the packhouse was beyond ginormous. It was bigger than my entire family house in our old pack. It had a wide, black L-shaped wooden office desk by the end, with bigger sofas at the center of the room, and it had sections for beverages, snacks, quick meals, and a massage section.

Brian was standing by the large, probably 20-feet tall window that revealed the perfect view of the sunset by a waterfall. The view was perfect, but do you know what looked even more perfect? My freaking mate. He was in a red tuxedo that accentuated his muscles and showed off the perfect magazine-worthy frame he was blessed with. His gorgeous dark brown hair was neatly trimmed, yet still thick on his head.

I wrapped my arms around him from behind, resting my head on his back. “You look sexy.” I mumbled, letting his bourbon vanilla scen