“Possibly being threatened.”
“Probably being threatened.”
“Doesn’t that happen frequently? You technically rule over every other werewolf there is, right? I’m sure plenty of them want you dead.”
“Not like this. If someone wants to take my pack, they show up to challenge me directly, and I fight them. If I need to, I kill them.”
Yet he’d accused me of murder.
Asshole.
“Then you should think about calling the actual police. I’m not knocking you and your buddies, but I don’t think running a pack is the best qualification for solving a murder.”
“Letting the police investigate would require opening our investment company up to the government. I’m sure you can imagine why that would be a bad idea,Assistant to the Director of Compliance. We’ve been looking into the laws Steven broke, and they’re expansive.”
That was a good point. “You probably owe a disturbing amount of money. I could have nightmares about the sheer number of citations. I’m glad it’s your problem, not mine.”
“Are you sure? I hear from your coworkers that you love paperwork.”
He wasn’t wrong.
Should I be concerned that people had been talking to him about me, though?
“Myex-coworkers. Everyone would shit themselves if I showed up now that they know what I am,” I said.
“We told them you’re innocent.”
“Human society as a whole doesn’t believe in innocent vampires.”
“What they believe doesn’t matter.”
We reached the elevator, and Maverick hit the button to call it.
“Maybe not to you, Alpha.”
He let out a long breath, and we waited together. In silence.
CHAPTER SIX
bloom
Yeah,the silence was awkward.
I stared straight ahead.
After a few moments, Maverick spoke again. “Rhone is waiting in my office to meet with us about the conditions.”
“The conditions you’re requiring to release me from prison fornotcommitting a crime?” I tried to ignore my dread, staring straight ahead.
There wasn’t an ounce of hesitation in his voice. “Yup.”
“Why does he need to be there?”
“It seemed like a good idea, given the situation.”
“What’s the situation? You biting someone, accusing them of murder, then realizing you’re wrong?” I couldn’t hold back the snark. My self control was in the gutter. Along with my stomach.
“Something like that.”
