All Chapters of Sold to the Ruthless Alpha Billionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

POPPY’S POVWe arrived at the restaurant and I was once again amazed by the setting. It was upscale and made with tinted dark glass, the sound of classical music echoed from inside and there was even a valet service. Grey helped me out of the car but that was the extent of his niceness. He walked ahead while Cade and I stayed behind him.For a brief second, I wondered who I was to him at this moment. His secretary or fiancée? A waiter ushered us inside, clearly pleased to have the Alpha around. We walked over to a calmer section of the room and three men were already there.They stood when Grey arrived and exchanged greetings. Two of them looked slightly older than grey with silver at their temples and a well trimmed beard.The other man had light blonde hair and a watch that probably cost more than most people's cars. His gaze found mine and held it for a moment, I quickly broke it by looking away. The table arrangement put Grey and the three men at the main table while Cade and

POPPY’S POVMore like thinking out loud through clenched teeth. "That’s why he was fucking there. He’ll answer me after this.”I pressed my lips together and didn't say anything.He handed me a towel when he was done and I dried myself then shrugged on a night robe once we were back in the room.“Thank you.” I muttered. Grey was leaning on the wall near the window and looking at me. “You can go now. I’m fine.” He didn’t move and I scratched the back of my neck. Since he wasn’t going to say anything, I decided to let it off my chest.“You didn’t have to kill him.” I said, giving him a wary look. “A punishment would have been enough, taking his life just like that is-“"He put his hands on you." He growled, cutting me off. "He put his hands on what's mine. There's no version of that where he walks out."I looked at my hands. "That's…” I had no idea what to say.Did Metz deserve that? Probably. But I didn’t like the idea of someone dying because of me. "Did he hurt you?” Grey interrupt

POPPY’S POVI couldn't move. My hands were flat on his chest and his face was right there and our mouths were pressed together and my brain had stopped producing useful information. I could feel everything. The floor under my knees, the warmth coming off him, the specific solidity of his chest under my palms, and my heart was going so fast I was certain he could feel it too. Grey looked furious. Not the cold, controlled fury I had learned to read. Something rawer than that, something that looked like it had caught him off guard as much as it had caught me, and underneath the fury was something else that I registered before I could stop myself and that made the situation considerably worse. I was a little bit aroused. That information was unhelpful and I set it aside. He moved first. His hands came to my shoulders and he pushed me sideways, not hard, just enough to create distance, and rolled to his feet in one motion. He stood there straightening his jacket with the energy

POPPY’S POVTomorrow was the wedding but tonight… there was a dinner at the main packhouse. I had never been there before and my curiosity had been piqued since Penelope mentioned the dinner tonight. She was describing it to me while pinning up the last section of my hair. "It's where the full pack gathers," she said, with a pin between her teeth. "Celebrations, announcements, pack business, everything. Most of the senior members will be there tonight and a good portion of the general pack too." She removed the pin and used it. "It's loud and warm and everyone will want to look at you." I frowned and groaned. "That's meant to be reassuring?" "It's meant to be accurate." She stepped back and assessed her work. "Accurate is more useful than reassuring." Lana was sitting on the chair by the window with her legs crossed and her arms folded. She had shown up an hour ago at Penelope's invitation, which I had initially felt uncertain about. Thankfully, Lana in preparation mode

POPPY’S POVThe dinner was loud, and everyone was laughing, but I was still thinking about the kiss.I sat beside Grey at the long table and ate what was in front of me without tasting much of it.He was talking easily to the man sitting on his other side, and I was amazed at how he didn't show any sign of thinking about any of it.Grey laughed at something the man said and reached for his glass, then turned to answer a question from the woman opposite him.I used my fork to push the food around my plate, something uneasy spreading across my chest.When I looked up, I noticed Annalise staring at me. She quickly tore her eyes away when I caught her, pretending to laugh at Edric’s joke.My eyebrows furrowed together. What was her problem?"Ladies and gentlemen." Grey called out, standing to his feet, and everyone fell quiet.For a moment, I had no idea what he was planning until he held up his glass with a warm smile."I'll keep this short because I know you'd rather eat than listen to