I pondered for a minute about how to handle the situation with Greyson, and then replied to him on WhatsApp. The last thing I was going to do was return his phone call. [I’m exhausted. I’m going to rest, and we can talk in a few days, okay?] I had to be careful with Greyson, had to make sure not to upset him in any way. If he told anyone about my plan to kill Roman at the hotel that night, I was screwed. Sure, Roman wasn’t an issue currently, what with being in the hospital still, but I would rather not take any unnecessary chances. If Greyson was unhappy and decided to expose me, Roman would find a way to deal with me. And Roman “dealing with me” wasn’t how I wanted to di e. I didn’t intend to see Greyson again, but I still needed to mollify him to make sure he kept quiet.After sending the message, I turned off my phone, took out my car keys, and opened the car door. Just as I was about to get into the car, a Bugatti stopped in front of me. The car window slowly rolled down, reveali
How could Griffon have had something like that investigated? Or…did he know based on my scent? I knew Griffon had senses that were even more heightened than other wolves, being the powerful Alpha he was. But is that something he would be able to detect? I searched his eyes, waiting for something more, not knowing what to say. He seemed to be waiting for my explanation. However, I had indeed slept with someone. It just wasn’t who he thought it was. None of this would change anything. It didn’t matter if I told him the entire truth, and it didn’t matter if I lied to him. We would just continue to go around and around in circles. “I lied last time because I was angry with you. But this time, it’s true. Jackson is different from Roman. He’s kind and gentle, and I like him very much.” I met Griffon’s gaze, and I was careful to refer to Jackson without his Alpha title, to imply an intimacy that wasn’t actually there. Griffon let go of my chin, and it was almost as if I was watching the ligh
Griffon’s demeanor immediately changed. “Do you think I’m doing this for you?” he snarled. He grabbed my cheek with one hand and swung my head left and right. “Look at yourself. What makes you think you’re worthy of me?” Goddess, this man was confusing and insufferable! “Then why did you-” “The man you’re f uc king is my future brother-in-law.” My stomach sank and bile rose in my throat. The realization of two things at the same time made me ill. One, Silas-Jackson, was going to mate someone else. Two, Griffon didn’t want to pay me to be his mistress; he wanted to pay me NOT to sleep with his sister’s promised mate. Any thoughts I’d had regarding Griffon acting differently toward me, acting with affection were false. He’d simply been trying to steer me away from Jackson. I should be mortified. Or enraged. Instead, I relaxed. I’d actually been a bit afraid that Jackson had other feelings for me. I couldn’t bear it and didn’t dare to accept it. Not with my current situation. I looked at
I looked away from Griffon, pushed the door open, and got out of the car. Without stopping, without turning around, I walked away. The tires squealed, and Griffon left the garage at the same breakneck speed he’d driven here. The moment the car pulled away, the screeching rubber ringing in my ears, I paused and looked back. I wondered how he would react when he discovered I was about to d ie. He would probably be just as indifferent as ever. How could a person like him pity me? A faint sense of loss struck me, making me feel inexplicably sad… After reviewing the handover procedures, I dro ve the company car home and planned to return it to the office tomorrow.After showering, I picked up my phone and looked at it. Greyson hadn’t replied to my message or tried call me again. I heaved a sigh of relief. I went to put my phone done, but I remembered that Griffon had said that Jackson was his future brother-in-law. I’d been too caught up in my wishful thinking that Griffon might possibly h
Tara didn’t need to remind me of what I was lacking. I had no wolf, I didn’t have a good education, and I certainly didn’t have a well-matched background or anything else to bring to a mating. Any pack, let alone a wealthy and powerful pack, wouldn’t have a reason for allowing me to mate into it. Tara possessed both wisdom and beauty. Although she didn’t curse, she could pierce deep into a person’s inferiority-as she’d just done to me with only a few words. My tone was flat as I responded. “Ms. Thorin, whether I want to marry into a wealthy pack or not is a different matter. Yes, you are my superior and the CEO of this company, but you can’t interfere in my private affairs, right?” Tara didn’t expect me to dare to respond to her with anything other than subjugation. Her face darkened. “Of course, I don’t care. I’m just reminding you out of kindness. If you give up such a good job and go for it, don’t regret it and come back to Midwest Packs Corporation to cry.” I didn’t say anything e
When Margaret saw Taya return to the office, she deliberately raised her voice and said caustically, “Some people are shameless. This time, she took down the Sterling pack Alpha. In just one day, she climbed into Alpha Sterling’s bed, and the photos have been spread all over their social media.” When Linda, her colleague, heard this, she jealously looked Taya up and down and said, “She has a good figure, and no one has to answer to another pack regarding how they treat her. Of course, they all like her.” “How good can she be? She must have been fooled. Otherwise, how could she have such a good figure?” sneered Margaret. “Yes, she has been nourished by so many men. She is in good shape, and her skin is very smooth. It seems that thing is beneficial,” chuckled Linda. Margaret stared at Taya, who was walking over and sneered. “The rich have a good time.Guess how she swallowed men’s-” Before she could finish her words, she was splashed with cold water by Taya. Margaret, whose entire body
I took a deep breath, took out my phone, and searched for Jackson’s number. His a*sistant had sent it to me when I booked the room for him yesterday. Jackson answered after three rings. His calm and a*sertive voice came from the other end of the line, and a feeling I couldn’t explain washed over me. “Ms. Palmer, what can I do for you?” How did Jackson know it was me? “I saved your number yesterday,” he said, answering my unspoken question. I got straight to the point, not wanting to put the inevitable off any longer. “Alpha Sterling, Ms. Thorin has asked me to entertain you during your stay in Arcadia on behalf of MPC. Is there anything you would like to see or do?” “Entertain me?” Jackson’s tone sounded like he was surprised. After a few seconds of silence, Jackson seemed to have understood something. He replied, “Actually, I didn’t bring my personal a*sistant.Would you be able to help me do something like serving tea?” Dam n. I’d thought he would refuse-had hoped he would refuse. I
The thought flashed, but he didn’t take it seriously. He casually replied, “It was a stranger.” He put down his mobile phone and left his office to go to the meeting. Although the branch company of the Sterling pack in Arcadia was not as big as Wolverly Capital’s Sterling pack headquarters, it still occupied a full building on East Street. Today, Jackson was holding a general meeting. Dozens of people in professional attire and carrying laptops went upstairs one after another. In a short while, the large conference room was full of people who were waiting on Jackson. His head had better get itself right, and fast. I sat in the reception area outside of the huge conference room. I was a little envious when I saw the group of elites through the gla*s. My plan had been to go to school for design, and then find an internship and work my way up. But at that time, I couldn’t fulfill my dream. I had to find a job that paid a monthly salary right away instead of school and an unpaid internshi