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“You sure you want her in here for this?” Adalwulf taunts Blackthroat.
My brow furrows.
“I would’ve thought these negotiations might be kept a bit more private.” There’s a sneer to Adalwulf’s words I don’t like. I also don’t like not knowing what in the hell he’s talking about.
“Did you bring an offer?” Eagle cuts across the tension.
Adalwulf tosses an envelope–literally flicks it through the air–across the table. “I think you’ll find it more than adequate,” he drawls.
Eagle picks it up, glancing at Blackthroat for approval before opening the flap and pulling out a note. “What the fuck?”
Red tints his cheeks as he shows it to Blackthroat.
“An offer to take the property off your hands,” Aiden says. “For nothing.” One of his men sniggers.
“What is the meaning of this?” There’s violence in Blackthroat’s voice.
The temperature in the room drops twenty degrees.
“A more than adequate offer now that the acreage is fouled with the Blackthroat stench.” Aiden glows with the pleasure of delivering the insult. Both sides of the table are glaring at each other so murderously, it’s getting hard to breathe.
“How dare you–” Billy starts, but Brick raises a hand, and Billy snaps his mouth shut.
“No,” Blackthroat growls, crumpling the paper in his fist. “Nothing will induce me to sell to you now. Nothing short of controlling interest in Adalwulf Associates.”
“Controlling interest.” Aiden’s chuckle sends a frisson of terror down my spine. “Have you grown tired of playing with fake money?” He flicks his fingers, and the way Jake stiffens I know that’s a crypto dig. “You must be longing to see how a real company is run.”
A tremor runs through Brick, his shoulders tensing so hard, his muscles bulge under his suit. He looks ready to pummel his fist into Aiden’s face. But then he seems to get a hold of himself. “I should’ve known you’d deal in bad faith. You’re not really in charge. Your father makes the real moves.”
Adalwulf surges to his feet. His henchmen also rise. “My father is not CEO. I am.”
“But he does have you on his leash.” Blackthroat’s smile is fake and cold. “How does it feel, to be counting down the seconds until your old man croaks?”
I suck in a breath at Blackthroat’s heartless attack, but Adalwulf isn’t shocked by it. Instead, he narrows his eyes.
“At least he hasn’t been poisoned by his own mate. How does it feel to have your beloved mother bring about your entire family’s downfall?”
An inhuman roar rips from Blackthroat, and violent chaos erupts. I don’t even know what happened, nor how it happened, but I hear the rip of shredded clothing right before something huge and furry hurtles across the table at Adalwulf.
A beast. Some kind of animal.
A wolf.
A giant, tan and black wolf arcing through the air, fangs snapping for Adalwulf’s throat.
Everyone surges into action–men shoving back from the table and putting hands on each other’s expensive suits.
My scream pierces the air.
The huge wolf turns at the sound of my scream.
“Not here! Not in the boardroom! Are you nuts?” Nickel shouts, shoving one of Adalwulf’s men away from him and focusing on Blackthroat.
That’s when it finally comes together in my head that the first wolf is Blackthroat. Brick Blackthroat. My boss.
He’s a wolf. Werewolf. Something unnatural and terrifying.
I’m on my feet. I can’t seem to stop screaming. My throat hurts with the effort, but I have no control over my reaction. It’s like I’m in a horror movie, rooted in place, only able to sound an alarm with my vocal cords.
