11 Chapter 11

Damien’s POV 1

The private jet touched down at Silver Moon Harbor International two hours ahead of schedule, but I’d been restless for the entire flight, unable to focus on any of the documents spread across my mahogany desk. Something about tomorrow’s dinner arrangements-and more specifically, the woman who’d managed them-had occupied far too much of my mental bandwidth over the past twenty-four

hours.

It was ridiculous. I was a powerful Alpha who commanded respect from wolves across three territories, yet here I was, completely distracted by a voice I’d heard exactly twice over the phone.

I couldn’t stop thinking about those two conversations. The way her voice had trembled with barely controlled fury when she’d called my request unreasonable. Most assistants either cowered in terror or quit via email after their first encounter with my temper. But Seraphina Knight had done neither. She’d pushed back, challenged me.

“You’re thinking about her again,” Alex observed with what sounded suspiciously like amusement.

I ignored him, but my wolf wasn’t wrong. I was thinking about her. Far more than was appropriate for an employer contemplating an

employee he’d never even met.

“Maybe she’s already gone,” I found myself thinking as the car pulled up to Nightshadow Industries, and the possibility sent an

unexpected spike of panic through my chest. “Maybe the reality of working for me finally sank in and she decided to cut her losses.”

What the hell was wrong with me? I was practically eager to meet a woman whose only qualification so far was that she hadn’t run away

screaming.

As I strode through the marble lobby, employees immediately straightened to attention, offering respectful nods and murmured

greetings. But as I approached the executive floor, something unexpected caught my attention.

The door to my outer office was slightly ajar, and through the gap, I could see a figure bent over what appeared to be scattered papers

on the floor. The woman was on her hands and knees, reaching under a desk, and the position offered a spectacular view of long, shapely

legs encased in silk stockings, a perfect curve of hip and thigh, and the tantalizing glimpse of delicate lace underwear beneath a hiked-

up emerald dress.

My steps slowed involuntarily. The woman’s movements were graceful despite her awkward position, and something about the elegant

line of her back, the way her dark hair had come slightly loose from its updo, sent an unexpected jolt of attraction straight through me.

but unable to ignore the professional impropriety of

the enticing view. Heat pooled low in my belly, and I had to adjust

uncomfortably tight.

froze completely, her entire body going rigid, and I could practically feel her

heat.

impressive speed. The movement was fluid and graceful despite her obvious panic,

back into place and spun to face me. The

shallow breaths did absolutely nothing to ease the tightness in

breathtaking in a way that hit me like a physical blow. Her face

by waves of dark hair, her skin luminous and smooth as cream. But

knees.

emerald green, framed by thick lashes, they sparkled with intelligence and spirit even as they

them, something that made my wolf pace

in my consciousness with such force that

jasmine with an underlying sweetness

my wolf howl with

I presume?” I managed to say, though my voice came out rougher

emerged. Her green eyes were

her throat. The air between us crackled with electricity, thick

suffocating.

the moment, familiar footsteps echoed down the hallway,

rounded the corner at his usual energetic pace, then

the woman standing frozen by my desk. “Well, hello

eyes immediately began traveling appreciatively over Seraphina’s form, taking in the

cheeks, the elegant line of her neck. I could practically see his interest spike, and my wolf snarled

forward with his most charming smile. “I’m Lucas,

toward her. “And you must

him reaching for her hand sent a bolt of pure rage

clench my fists to keep from physically pulling

I’m Seraphina Knight,” she managed to stammer, her voice barely above a whisper as she reluctantly placed her hand in

the way he said her name-like he was tasting something delicious-made

you free for dinner tonight? I know

enough

be?”

look at me with raised eyebrows, clearly picking up on the dangerous undercurrent

with you, but I suppose that can wait.” His smile widened as he turned back to Seraphina,

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