Sarah POVChloe was curled up in a chair, sleeping soundly. I had finally gotten him to go for a sink bath and a change of clothes, and Hans had known better than to pack a suit. He was wearing clean chinos and a dark blue Henley.We both looked up as someone entered the room. Agent Travis nodded at
Zane POVI had expected Travis to heed the call, but I didn’t expect half the security detail to come with him. I also greeted some business associates and the wolf tutor, Leon Hayes, whom Sarah had hired for the girls.I had hoped Ella might join us, but I supposed she was already in Paris.It was
Sarah POVChloe was with the tutor, Dr. Hayes, and I was on my second cup of coffee when my phone bree-bropped with a notification. I had it set to alert me if Zane or the girls were mentioned on social media.Someone had posted on I***a that Zane had “done a good job,” with a link to a news article
Zane POVI didn’t relax until my plane left the runway.My original plan had been to leave Sarah and the girls at home while I went to the annual summit of the northern territories in Los Angeles, but after the attack on Grace and the shots fired at Sarah, there was no question I would take them wit
Sarah POVTo say the air was thick with testosterone was an understatement.It was the first full day of the conference. We’d come in last night and put the girls right to bed, though they were still a little excited from the helicopter ride from the airport. The luxury apartment building, complete
I came out of my daze when another person sat next to me, but it was an alpha male who barely glanced at me. I realized the seats were filling up quickly. I looked up at the stage to see Zane walk on with several other alphas who took their seats in a short row to the side of the podium.The crowd s
Sarah POVI handed over five business cards and ate a bite of spiced ahi tuna from my poke bowl.Zane frowned at them. “What are these?”I chewed and swallowed. “Alpha she-wolves who want you to be with them during their next heat.”Zane laughed, drawing a few looks from our fellow diners. Many had
Zane’s tie, shirt, shoes, pants, socks, and bower-briefs went next. Naked in the domed lighting, they were two warriors in their prime. If the stakes hadn’t been what they were, I might have enjoyed the spectacle, particularly the naked Zane part.I was filled with dread instead, walking to the side