Chapter Eight

Nicole POV

I stand uncomfortably beside Michael in his office as his pack members arrive to give him their condolences for his father's death. We haven't discussed what happened last night, and I am too scared to ask him.

Grayson enters, followed by a female; her pineapple sage and honey scent assault my senses as I look up. She smiles at me smugly as her gaze starts at my eyes and runs down to my feet. The satisfied expression on her face as she dismissed me had Nalia growling in my head. She caresses Michael on the back of his neck and purrs as she leans her body close to him, whispering,

“I am so sorry about Julian, Michael.” Michael places his hand on hers as he says,

“Thank you, Rose.”

My body stiffens in anger as I watch them. An idiot could see that Michael and Rose have a history between them. Graysons moves Rose to the side as he claps Michael on his shoulder.

“Sorry, Alpha, your father was a great man.”

Michael presses his lips together in anger as he says,

“Don't