Rise Of The Marked Luna
I stated sharply.
“Yeah, you do. Let me know if there's anything you need to know about the workplace,” she said, standing to adjust her suit. Then she looked back at me.
“That reminds me. Eighty percent of the workers here are werewolves, including Valdren's chief executive secretary.”
“You mean… Mike?”
“Yeah,” she said with a cheeky smile. “He's also the Alpha's Beta.”
“I see,” I mumbled.
“Also,” she said, leaning slightly toward me. “One piece of advice. If you intend to survive working closely with the Alpha, be careful what you do behind his back.”
My eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”
“Just take my advice,” she whispered, drawing back before heading toward the door.