All Chapters of One Night With The Alpha : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

"I don't usually dance with strangers.""Tonight can be different." He held out his hand.Marcus's face flashed through my mind, the way he'd looked at me over Sophie's shoulder, guilty and caught and somehow still expecting me to understand. I took the stranger's hand.The heat coming off him was immediate. Overwhelming. Wolves run hot, I'd forgotten that. Or maybe I'd been trying to forget it along with everything else."What's your name?" His breath ghosted against my ear."Does it matter?""Maybe not." Something in his laugh made my stomach flip.We danced through three songs. Four, maybe. I lost count. He moved like we'd been doing this for years instead of minutes, and my wolf, Goddess, my wolf who'd been silent and sulking for months, practically purred."You're tense." His thumb traced circles against my lower back. "What happened?"The vodka made me honest. "Caught my boyfriend in bed with my best friend. Few hours ago."He went still. I felt the growl more than heard it, a v

Blackwood Tower was exactly what I'd expected, all glass and steel and money, shooting up into the sky like a middle finger to everyone below.The car had picked me up at 1:45 sharp, just like he'd promised. Black sedan, driver who didn't speak, the whole intimidation package. I'd spent the ride rehearsing what I'd say, how I'd stand my ground, how I wouldn't let some billionaire bully me out of my mother's bakery.Now, standing in the lobby watching people in thousand-dollar suits rush past, my rehearsed speeches felt thin."Miss Hart?" A woman in head-to-toe black appeared at my elbow. "Follow me."No introduction, no pleasantries. I followed her to a private elevator that required a key card. She pressed 50 without asking which floor I needed.Of course it was the top floor. Where else would a man like Dante Blackwood keep his office?My stomach dropped as we shot upward. I focused on breathing, on keeping my hands steady, on not thinking about how high we were going or how much po