rra

ion. I walked to the window, carefully lifting a co

powerful. A tall man leaned against the car, his form imposi

aura he projected made my heart clench. He seemed to sense

was he?Why is he here? Could that mysterious text message have been sent

to a simple black dr

downstairs, fully prepared to call th

e, the man straightened up. He walked toward me

oser, I finall

commercial empire, Houston Holdings. I'd seen him in business magazines. H

rt of my circle, or George's. We had only seen

in the same direction."I suddenly realized that no one except the sender of that anonymous video could possib

A complex mix of emotions washed over me-annoyance at

I stated, no

imply pulled open the back door of the

would be more than enough to have me turned away at the door, or fobbed off with a perfunctory attitude.But with Burton Houston... the outcome would be entirely different.His name alone is a passport-an authority that brooks no question. As the Alpha of the Stone River Pack

car. The interior was spacious, filled with

only sound in the car the steady hum of the engine. I could feel his oc

es of the Thornton estate. As expected, when I gave my name,

is window. The guard's face went pale the mome

his intercom. A minute later, the

ready waiting at the door, a fake smile plastered on her face. But

atrice's voice was filled with surpri

pleasant business," Burton said, his tone flat b

atrice tried to pull me aside, but a

I placed my phone on the cof

nto a thin, hard line. After watching it, her first

almly, stating my demand. "Announcing the dissolution of the engag

ashen. "Kierra, this is

a sharp clicking sound. "Would the Thornton family have more honor if

ad the power to do it. She shot me a v

edia account posted the statement. I reposted it with my ow

n's car, leaving the