MEGAN'S POVIf I have to sit through one more presentation filled with graphs and buzzwords about "cross-pack trade optimization," I might actually throw my pen at someone.I step out of the conference hall, exhaling slowly and loosening my grip on the leather portfolio in my hand.My head's pounding, my feet are protesting in my heels, and my professional smile is hanging on by a thread.Alpha Elias had specifically asked me to attend this business summit in his place, something about representing Stone Corporations among other major pack leaders.I didn't have to pitch anything, thank the goddess, but sitting through two hours of corporate talk, watching other companies compete for attention, and answering questions from curious Alphas who recognized me?Draining."Remind me why we do this again?" I mutter.Caitlin, composed as always, walks beside me, her tablet balanced neatly in her hands."Networking, ma'am," she replies, her tone polite but dry.Her heels are clicking in sync w
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