ric

whispered, sliding a smooth tablet across the marble table in our booth at

nd. Kellan's jaw sna

faint at first, then overwhelming, an intoxicating blend of white roses and first snow. My feral Lycan,

od. The woman from the airport, the one whose delicate wai

abyssal eyes narrowing as her crisp, dete

agreement," she whispered to her companion. "Personal asse

if the rumors about his coldness are false?

e him in divorce court. I'm certain he's nothing more than a machine, no physical needs or expectations. This is a perfect arrangement. Absolutely no Mark

hine," but I suppressed it. My Lycan snarled at

oked at me, expecting me to unleash hell. Instead, he leaned across the table, his

the tension beneath her polished confidence. She thought she was the hunter setting

to approach him?"

the second his meeting with

l. The sound cut cleanly through the café's ambient noise, and for a moment, even the hiss of the machine seemed to pause. I let a fraction of my freezing, ced

crystal chandelier above us. Kellan rose with me, gathering the ta

en divider and looked dow

deep eyes wide with the sudden, horrifying realization that I had heard every single word. Across from her, Andr

suit, the forced composure in her shoulders, the faint tremor in her fingers grip

gaze onto Alexa's, letting the predato

ander?" I asked, my voice a low, gravelly

wered, Alexa's spine stiffened. The dormant White Wolf blood in her veins pushed back against my

her voice tight but remarkably steady.

d a cheerful, polite wav

s where they gripped the edge of the marble tab

our proposal," I said, bypassing further negotiati

ind clearly reeling.

ce laced with the absolute, undeniable weight of a

e toward the heavy brass doors of the café, Kellan falling in