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I hate that Vance sees me so well. I don’t answer, which, of course, becomes a confirmation that it’s the former. That I’m far more attached to my assistant than I should be.
“You were a dick,” he says mildly.
I turn to glance at him, surprised by the change of direction. “What’s new?”
“I mean, it bothered her this time. It usually doesn't.”
Unease bleeds through my already jangled nervous system. But worrying about her emotional state isn’t my job. “She’s a big girl,” I snap. “She’ll handle it.” She damn well deserves it for scaring the hell out of me.
Except now that Vance’s planted it, the unease starts to grow.
But it’s late. There’s nothing to be done tonight, anyway. The last thing I need to do is knock on that girl’s bedroom door after hours.
The moon is nearly full. I doubt I’d be able to hold back.
And fuck, now I’m picturing her in bed. Wondering what she’s wearing. She didn’t have her own clothes with her. Does that mean she’s sleeping in the nude? In a sexy little black thong?
My dick stretches out to make my khakis tight, and I turn back to the window to hide it.
Vance takes the hint and leaves me to my misery.
I stare out at the whirling snow, and something in me cracks. I can’t do it anymore–live this divided life. Living in a human world with pressures from every side.
Leading the pack.
Running the business.
Fighting the Adalwulfs.
Knowing what to do about my mother.
Fuck. My problems are nothing compared to how my father must have felt to have fate pair him with the one female who would literally tear his life apart and then end it.
Inexplicably, my thoughts are drawn back to my beautiful brainiac assistant.
Damn.
Flying here on the day before Thanksgiving to make sure I didn’t lose the deal. She’s one in a million–no, one in a billion. A rush of gratitude–the thanks I should have expressed when she arrived–rushes through me.
What would life be like if I were simply human? Could I marry a girl like that?
The thought of it lifts the corners of my lips. The fantasy of having such a simple life. Just being a billionaire boss getting it on with his hot, sassy secretary.
I like that fantasy.
Too bad it can’t be mine.
There’s no room for frivolity in this world. I don’t get to have the administrative assistant. I have to mate an alpha spawn. A she-wolf with a pedigree to keep the bloodline pure. Preferably one fate chooses for me to keep me from moon madness, not that anyone in my family has succumbed to it. The Blackthroat will is too strong, or so my grandmother used to say.
A stir of misgiving has me thinking about Madison again.
But that’s crazy.
Fate would never pick a human for an alpha wolf.
It simply doesn’t happen.
ChapterTwenty-Eight
