el

aced for the door to open-instead, the engine roared and the tires plowed through a puddle beside my feet,

ants' quarters-a lowly Omega bride wasn't p

o clear out my locker. In the third-floor corridor, a ha

e-her nails dug into my arm as her eyes darted in panic. "Hazel, you didn'

to steal credit from a VIP, why are you

t cameras shorted out that night! Nobody saw a thing. As

ilthy deal. Just stay out of my

the corridor, then straightened her un

ard the elevator, I rounded a corn

o gather them, his amber-green eyes darkening as he saw the clear

wn. "I just want a change of scener

p, isn't it? I won't let them bury your talent-I'

can't start a conflict with the Kensington Pack over m

ing little tragedy,"

of hair. Preston glared at her. "Watch your t

f necklace catch the light. "Save your breath, Alpha Reynolds

gged Preston's sleeve, picked up my box, and hurried toward the stairw

ric

lway, I watched the three people by the

watched standing in the rain outside my gates last night. Right now her fingers were wrapped around Preston Re

orn Omega was a shameless opportunist, sinking her claws into

, wearing the diamond necklace I'd ha

d Healer whose steady hands had stitched my chest without flinching under my aura. When s

on a hunch. The cameras were dead, her scent masked by herbs-the pieces clicked: Valerie was the only name matching the midnight roster, and the gauze in her hand carri

and through our Mind-Link: Stop the surveillance recover

-but a life-debt was a life-debt. I would tolerate her greed and give her the prestige she craved. A

ther shoes clicking sharply as I wal