Connor“Lyon! I swear…”“Now, now, dear boy. Don’t get ahead of yourself. If you kill me, my boys will take your lovely mate apart. Neither of us wants that. Calm down. Have some tea.”I swiped the glass jug and all the glasses off the ornate table with a roar that shook the house. The jug exploded on the slate tiles, spattering brown liquid over Lyon’s crème linen suit, but he didn’t bat an eye. While I stood fuming, hair sprouting all over my face, canines elongated, he leisurely took out a handkerchief and wiped at the stain spreading over his pants leg.A patter of high heels on the wooden floor alerted me to the receptionist hurrying towards us. It was unlikely she knew what I was.“Control your wolf, Connor. I wouldn’t want to kill Ms. Jaffa. She’s excellent both in my bed and as my employee. Expert help is so difficult to find these days.” He said, confirming my assumption.Miles retreated just in time.“Oh, dear!” she exclaimed, taking in the mess I made and rushed forward to
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