PH

ure if it's from fear, shock, or s

daring, like he's waiting to see what I'll do next. For the first

y hand, scowling. "Are all werewol

ed. "You're the one who thought the food wa

ady plan to kill

the glass and hurl it at him. He dodges it easily, like he knew I'd do that. He d

ath. "Breathe out." I exhale slowly. Natalie used to

ind Natalie. I rise from my seat and quietly leave the room. Oddly, there ar

to a shadowy corner, holding my breath. I don't move until I'm sure they've passed. Then I approach the

s believed I was a threat to their world. Natalie hated how bored I was and figured out how to sneak me out. I'd

le. Carefully, I push the door open and s

e walls, packed with neatly arranged books. I can't help but wonder what secrets

ime, I pull out the chair and switch on his computer. It's password protected, of course, but

ng fast. In less than a minute, I'm in. I s

Broadcasting," the company where Natalie wo

," I murmur. "He's meti

ess, just budget reports and boring political documents.

notice them, three drawers built into the desk. My fingers twitc

the glittering diamond pendant inside. "The Alpha must've bought this for his lover," I mutter, letting the lid fa

th items back into plac

rse, black again, this Alpha seems to have a thing for the color. I flip through the pages

otographs slip out a

plastic coffee cup in hand, smiling like I didn't have a care in the world. The second one is even worse. I remembe

have a picture of me

hest tightening. It's me and N

just about politics. He's be

e, shove the pictures back into the journal, toss it in the drawer, an

oor c

, no time, no good hiding sp

g my body against the wall. My heart pounds loud i

f papers. I don't dare peek to see who it is, but deep down, I a

nd a moment later, the door opens and

t. Slowly, I let out the breath I'd been holding, waiting until my

a sharp gasp escapes

s standing right th

ever

laying games I didn't know we were in. His face is unr

xpecting

I've bee