Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 83

Xena's POV

The gravel crunched beneath the tires as we pulled up to Ryder's pack house. The massive stone and wood structure stood imposing against the afternoon sky, windows gleaming in the sunlight. Members of his pack moved around the property like they always did-some training in the yard, others carrying supplies or talking in small groups.

A cluster of men, including Magnus, were standing near the entrance, stuffing their faces with donuts. Their eyes followed us as we got out of the car, Ryder carrying the samples I'd brought to show him.

"Don't want to break a nail, Ms. Harris?" Magnus called out with a sneer, his eyes raking over me with undisguised contempt.

I met his gaze directly, feeling that familiar fire building in my chest. "I'm not the one who should worry about breaking nails. Last I remember, you son of a bitch were the one

who couldn't—"

"Magnus, go run some laps," Ryder interrupted, his voice carrying the unmistakable command of an Alpha.

"Yes, Alpha," Magnus muttered, shooting me one last glare before jogging away. We continued walking toward the main entrance, Ryder's hand brushing against the small of my back in a way that sent unwelcome tingles up my spine.

"Since you're so good at motivating young people now..." Ryder sighed as we entered his office, a spacious room with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the forest beyond.

"Technically, I'm still young myself. Just connecting with my peers," I shrugged, dropping into one of the chairs in front of his desk. I crossed my legs, tapping my fingers against the armrest impatiently.

Ryder laughed softly, the sound doing strange things to my insides that I refused to

acknowledge. "Let's start with the layout," he said, pulling out a piece of draft paper. He drew a rectangle and marked the existing layout of the space. "What do you want to change?"

1/4

Chapter 83

I leaned forward, focusing on the task at hand rather than the way his scent-pine and

something wilder-seemed to fill the room.

"I want to add a private office behind the reception area. Keeping the bathroom in its current position would save money, but it needs to be slightly bigger. I need a separate room for imported goods, but it doesn't have to be huge. The customization area needs to be larger than before."

about adding another customization station so

business?"

that before. The idea

"I suppose so. The west wall would only need

for a work

ignored others. My curiosity burned, but it wasn't my

so desperate to reach

there was a knock at the door. Ryder pressed a button, and the door buzzed before

I said, genuinely impressed by

staff member entered, carrying trays of

"Thank we'd be

eating.

the coffee table." I stood and

doorway. "Oh good, the bitch isn't here. Now we can continue what we were doing earlier." Helen walked in wearing nothing but a trench coat, her voice sickeningly

between me and Helen. I casually plucked a few blueberries from the lunch tray and popped them into my mouth, watching with morbid fascination as her

2/4

Chapter 83

here?" I asked calmly, the ice in my voice barely concealing

not here or too busy,

you see?" She opened her trench coat

Turn around," I suddenly commanded, my voice sharp as

closed her

hatred.

doing here?" she asked, her lip curling

measurements, seeing where my desk will go when I

in the air

I want to see what

letting it envelop her. Ryder simply watched,

blueberry. Helen was forced to open her coat, revealing the lingerie

please a man.

seem to fill out

blueberry into my mouth.