CHAPTER 67

Vanya's POV

I sat at my desk, still reeling from the encounter with the alpha earlier that morning. The moment he had walked into my office, I had felt the shift in energy. He was a tall, imposing figure with the telltale dominance that only an alpha could exude. His presence made the air thick, and for a moment, I had forgotten how to breathe. I had heard about him through the whispers of other wolves, but meeting him in person had been a shock.

"You're Vanya Jacobs" he had said, his deep voice filling the room. "I've heard much about you."

I nodded in a bid to try to mask my surprise. "Yes, I am. And you are?"

"Alpha Magnus" he replied with a slight smile, clearly enjoying my discomfort. "I represent a collective of alphas in Europe, and we've heard of your reputable catering services. We have an important event coming up and would like you to handle it."

I straightened in my chair, my professional demeanor taking over. "Okay, and what kind of event would that be?"

"The Blood Moon