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Steam begins spewing from the machine, and Parker perks up as if he had remembered something, “Hey, do you think it would be cool if we invite Em over? It’d be awesome to have the four of us hanging out again, and I think Danilo would really vibe with her.” “Uh—,” I struggle to bring a response to my lips, but Danilo interjects. “Wait, who’s this Em person?” I stifle a breathe of relief. “Emilia. She’s this girl he and I have known for quite some time now. I think I’ve told you about her before.” “Yeah, she’s dating Colton again so if she does come you’d be kind of fifth-wheeling so, hopefully you’re cool with that.” “Oh.” Danilo’s voice reflects a slight tinge of a dejected air around him b

Colt had incredible restraint. Emmy stopped and looked around at the scene in front of her. Her words got caught in her throat as she looked at me. Tears were in her eyes but all she probably knew is my dad was dead and I was now her alpha. “Alpha Colt! I broke through the firewalls! I’m in!” The little kid must be Beckham. “Warriors, prepare!” Colt looked at me before turning and walking inside. Emmy, Beckham, Jacob and I all followed him to his office.

“And don’t think of it as a bad thing. The boss is a good-looking man. Like, really good-looking. You could do worse.” I open my mouth to respond, but the sound of footsteps on the stairs cuts me off. We all turn to see Valentine descending, his presence immediately commanding the room. Well, speak of the devil. He’s dressed in all black—a fitted shirt, tailored pants, and boots that make almost no sound as he walks. His golden eyes sweep over us, and for a moment, I forget how to breathe. Mara and Finn are on their feet in an instant, their chairs scraping against the floor. “We’ll clean up,” Mara says quickly, grabbing her plate and heading for the kitchen.