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He bobs his head as I skirt the far side of the chair I was in, avoiding getting too close to Topher, and head for the door. I’m only about three steps into the lobby when a strong hand curls around my upper arm and tugs me toward the elevator on the far side of the lobby.
“Let me go, Topher,” I hiss up at him, struggling to keep my voice level as I dig in my heels. Or rather, my sneakers. They make a horrible screeching noise as they skid over the marble floor.
“Relax, Vee.” He doesn’t slow his steps, all but dragging me after him. “I’m just taking you to my office to print up the account statements.”
I’m momentarily stunned, and he uses it to his advantage to tug me into the elevator. As soon as the doors close, I move to the far wall, putting as much space between us as I can in the tiny box. “So you work here now?” I ask, for lack of anything better to say.
I can feel him looking at me, but I keep my eyes focused on the buttons. There’s not many. Only four. P. L. 1. 2.
“I do,” Topher says easily, leaning against the far wall. “Jackson and Davis sure as hell weren’t going to take up the Werth Family business. Someone had to keep the dads happy.”
I wince at the mention of the alphas of the elder Werth Pack. I can still see Maxim’s face as he announced Yasmin joining the pack. The way he’d looked at me with victory in his eyes. He’d finally got what he wanted, a way to drive a wedge between me and his sons.
He knew we’d never survive that.
“You seem surprised.”
I glance at him, then dart my gaze back to the doors. “I am. I know you’ve always been good at numbers, Toph, but…”
“But?”
I wrinkle my nose as the doors open. “This seems a little soulless. Even for you.”
I move forward, leading the way out of the elevator and into a hallway with gray carpeting and abstract paintings on the walls. I hear Topher scramble out after me.
“Even for me? What the hell does that mean?”
I don’t answer. If he can’t figure it out after lying to me for years, pretending he loved me and then ripping out my heart in the most public way possible when I was a teenager, then he probably won’t understand even if I explain it to him.
My head swings left, then right. “Which way?”
Something close to an alpha growl pulls from his chest, but he doesn’t say anything, his hand coming to a rest at the small of my back to urge me to the left. The touch burns even through my jacket and shirt, and I walk faster to avoid it.
It doesn’t work. He easily keeps pace with me, his palm pressing into my lower back.
The hallway opens up into a reception area. There are couches and chairs in front of an empty desk with a closed laptop on it. Behind the desk is a pair of double doors, because obviously Topher needs something that opulent as the entrance to his office.
He doesn’t pause, guiding me right up to the doors, opening the one on the left and then all but pushing me through. So fast, I can do nothing but draw up short on the other side at the scene that greets me.
Four alphas I used to know better than I knew myself. Or at least I thought I did.
The sight of them is both a nightmare and a dream. All of them look just as handsome as I remember, just as heart achingly beautiful as the last time I saw them. And all of them are looking right at me.
I take a deep inhale on instinct and nearly choke on the combined scents, forming into brunch on a lazy Sunday morning. My sense of smell isn’t as strong as it could be. Suppressants do that when you take them for years. So they must be pumping out a lot of alpharomones for me to be able to scent them from across the room.
I tense.
Topher ushers me forward with a gentle hand at the base of my spine.
I hear the door click shut as loud as a gunshot.
Fuck.
Rule 9: If you can’t get someone to talk to you, an ambush is in order
Okay, so we may have set up a bit of an ambush for Sylvie.
Once we knew she was in town to handle her grandmother’s estate, we realized she would have to come to the bank to transfer the account to her name. And maybe we had someone inform us as soon as she stepped foot in the lobby, and maybe my entire pack dropped everything they were doing and rushed over to ambush… I mean, talk to her.
