These two clowns remain.

Sarah pov

A 'golden ticket'?

Who the hell pulled on the tip of my tongue for me to offer Lazarus such a vile thing?

I know I gave him the green light he was waiting for, I can tell by the look on his face, but now that I watch the grin spread across his lips, I wonder if I made the right decision.

He takes a mere step toward me, and my body instantly tenses. My grip on the towel tightens, and the lump in my throat spreads out to the point I can't breathe. Even my heart is pounding as violently as ever.

I raise my hand again, and to my surprise, Lazarus stops. No man who wants to take advantage of a woman would ever approach her so carefully or stop as soon as she raises her hand. Perhaps I judged him too quickly.

What if the infamous Alpha Lazarus is a man of his word?

"What is it?" Lazarus arches an eyebrow as he takes a step back. Good, now that he's increasing the distance between us, I feel like I can breathe again.

What on Earth is wrong with me? I told him he'd get a once-in