Blamed By The Alpha
Henry was an unwitting help, failing to raise the alarm because his eyes were bugged out elsewhere.
Thanks, Liv. I owe you one.
Even so, Nell crawled her way to a few empty seats before making good her escape. She had no clear idea of where she was headed, just away from that awful scenario in prospect.
With perfect timing, Alan Marchant was just making his way back after a toilet break. She dashed through the partly open door, almost colliding with a studious Liam who still had his phone jammed to his ear and was pacing up and down. Nell heard only, “Yes, Alpha Warren,” and “I see,” before she sprinted to the comparative safety of Liam’s office.
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