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“No can do that, I've got other plans for tomorrow.” “Oh,” she said, looking disappointed. Then, she shrugged. “Maybe some other time, then.” She dug into her purse for a moment and handed me a crisp business card. Ashley McMahon, Public Defendant. “That's got my number on it,” she said. “You should give me a call. I'm here for two weeks.”

I whispered, unable to hold the question in any longer. She handed me a rusted can filled with water first and waited until I had drunk half of it before she answered. "My name is Leslie," she said. "Leslie Ashton." I nearly choked on my own spit. “Ashton? As in the Bluemoon territory?” She nodded and I leaned back in awe, struggling to make sense of what she just said. Alpha Ashton was one of the most powerful and politically connected alphas in the world. His word was law in the Eastern parts, and there was no one bold enough to go against him.

“You do?” DJ sucked in a breath and let it out noisily. “Yes. I do... It was Ashley.” Bruce’s brows grew together. “Which Ashley?” Shame laced DJ’s voice. “ My Ashley. My fiancee. She used Rachel as a proxy to obtain the company. If I didn't happen to have dug deep, we could have been blaming Rachel for something she knows nothing about.” Bruce’s expression grew pensive, brooding as he worked the pieces together. “Ashley has been sabotaging the company. The design theft. The rumors about the company, investors pulling out. She orchestrated all of it. I don’t know why-”

She replied! [Who are you?] [Ashley: I am someone who does not trust the people around me so I can only look for people I can use.] Ashley did not give any bullshit pieces of speech. She was frank and it was up to Alanti how she would accept her words. [What do you want from me?] Ashley almost screamed. Alanti was almost there, taking the bait! [Ashley: I want someone who can find me anything I can use about my business enemies right now. He covets my things. I will not let him do so. Simple as that.]

Ashley's eyes flicked to me, and I saw the briefest flash of something sharp and calculating like she was disgusted and in disbelief. “You, look who we have here?” I stare at her surprised, I don’t think I have met her before, and I point to my chest. “Do you know me?” I asked. “Get me…” She interrupted Brake, “It's already taken care of, I know what you like even in my sleep…” I move my eyes to Brake as Ashley states out all his favorite without blinking this is getting serious, she can’t just be a fucking waitress. Suddenly she moved her gaze to me and then glared at me, before masking her expression, “You? What should we give you?”

"Oh, hello, Miss Valencia. The person Mr. Abbot is meeting is Alexander Ross, and the meeting would be at his wife's restaurant here in New York. Do you need me to send some information about him and his business to you?" Ashley was surprised to find out that the man Liam was meeting was Mr. Ross. She met him a year ago after her handler Jacob had recommended her to him when his company experienced a malware attack from one of their competitors. Mr. Ross was one of the most reputable businessmen in the world, which even her father hated. She never really understood why all his enemies wanted to bring his business down so hard, though, when they could use the same strength to make their own c

Although, she loved Rocco, she was still doing her job because she loved it. “You didn’t think you could hide it from me, did you? Come on, I’m Ashley! I have been very observant ever since I was a kid and now, I am a professor of psychology. That cannot pass me by,” her friend responded with a hint of pride and that put her at ease a bit She was right. Her friend could see through her that evening and realized that she needed help and not gas. Ashley had always gifted her with what she needed exactly and it had always baffled her.

He thought she would be frightened and unable to say much without her memory. Alpha Greg was escorted to a special seat prepared for him by Lance. He sat down and discussed some things with Lance. Ashley was left standing alone. The faces around looked strange to her. She could feel some piercing and penetrating gaze on her. It came from those men who couldn't take their eyes off her even when Lance was in the room but they dared not approach her. "I'm Daxon, one of the warriors you led and trained. It's nice to have you back, commander." One man walked up to Ashley and said.

The knots in my stomach came back full force as I remembered what we were doing tonight. Alpha Asher had talked to me in private, telling me the role I'd be forced to play. I'd pose as Alpha Asher's girlfriend, a title I wasn't completely opposed to. It was clear there was something going on between the two of us, and I hadn't seen Alpha Asher with another she-wolf. The thought made me smug, and yet I continued wondering what we were to each other. Thinking about Alpha Asher was an enjoyable distraction from our mission tonight.

He inhaled deeply, the scent of his mate driving him wild with desire. "What is your name ?" Unfazed by the apparent shock on his mate's face, he tilted her chin so he could look at her face, taking in everything about her, from the blonde hair that framed her oval face to her large, luminous green eyes, down to her luscious, pouty lips. "Olivia Grant," she replied breathily. She knew she should be scared, if not a little anxious. "I am Asher Blackwood, and I am your destiny. I am the Alpha heir of North America, and I am making you mine tonight." After making the announcement, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his.