Chase’s POV“Chase. Fucking. Grey!”I drew back and glanced at the phone in my palm. Did the Beta of Winclaw just swear at me?“Did you just—”No, it wasn’t her. The door to my office swung open and the actual culprit stormed in like an angel of vengeance with a scowl marring her face.I studied the fuming Genevieve and sighed. Whatever this was about, there was no getting out of it.“Alpha Chase, are you still there? The new date for the survey will be conveyed to your Delta.”“Duly noted, thank you. My regards to Dexter.”I ended the business call without fuss, all the while, Gen glared daggers into the side of my face.“So nice of you to visit, Genevieve. To what do I owe this pleasure? And why do you look like you are contemplating the best way to shove that paperweight up my ass.”“I’m no longer contemplating it, I’ve already found the best way.” She snapped.“A lovely day to be an Alpha.” I muttered, knowing that she would hear me.Between dealing with the work that came from ru
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