marked by the mafia alpha
"I've been waiting for you! The board is very excited about your proposal for our new security infrastructure."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Damien's face go slack with shock.
I started to turn away, but his hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. Hard.
"Wait," he hissed, his Alpha authority pushing at me. "What the hell is going on? How do you know Gerald Hastings?"
"Business," I said simply. "You know, that thing successful people do."
"Successful?" He let out a harsh laugh, but his grip tightened. "You're nothing, Amara. You're a broken wolf who couldn't even—"