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Maybe I could convince him to let me keep half?

There was no point in worrying about something that hadn’t happened yet, I decided.

Not while there was already so much other shit to stress about.

“Don’t bite anyone,” I repeated, as I finished loading my cart. When I pushed the door open, I grabbed the handle and started towing the cart behind me.

His side brushed mine as I stepped out—and stopped along with me as we both halted when I saw who was in the hallway.

Threewhos, more particularly.

Three large, strong, powerfulwhos, actually.

“Chrishien,” I blurted. “Hi. Wow. You never come down here.”

It was my boss, with both of his henchmen.

AKA bodyguards.

Shudder.

He was rich and powerful which yes, should’ve meant he didn’t need bodyguards. I assumed they were more of a status thing. He was also tall and slim, with pretty amber eyes, spiky white-blond hair, and a chiseled jaw.

Not as chiseled as the werewolf dudes I had met in the forest, but still chiseled.

The bodyguards were scarier than he was, and logic told me they were probably powerful, too.

Axel, of course, snarled at all of them.

I grabbed the wolf by the fur, though he wasn’t currently trying to get away from me.

Better safe than sorry.

“What the hell are you doing?” His eyes blazed. “In what universe is it alright to bring a fuckingwerewolfto work with you?”

He didn’t use my name, and honestly, I didn’t think he even knew it.

“The universe where he’s my fated mate, and both my flames and his possessiveness won’t let us be apart?” I tried not to sound too cheeky, but dammit, I was cheeky.

And honestly, I was only there because I knew I had no other choice.

The wolf had refused to bite me so he would turn back into his man form. My flames would transport me back to him—while burning me—if I tried to lock him in my apartment like I’d threatened.

We were trapped.

“You should have promptly quit your job and cleared out of your apartment when you discovered that you’d managed to lower your status even further by associating with the mutts,” Chrishien said in a low, cold voice.

The next moment happened way too quickly.

Axel lunged.

I felt Chrishien and his bodyguards tap into their fire—which could definitely burn the werewolf, unlike mine—and reacted by throwing myself between my fated mate and my shitty boss.

Axel’s teeth cut through my throat.

There was no pain, though.

None at all.

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