Chapter 52

It rang again.

I stared at it for a second. My chest didn’t twist with guilt or longing. Just… irritation.

I immediately hit “Block Number” and tossed the phone onto the couch.

“There,” I said. “Officially nuisance–free.”

Ava grinned. “That’s my girl. Now, if only you could accidentally grope your boss again tomorrow.“”

“Ava!”

“What? Just one more time. For data.”

Alexander’s POV

I was in the study, reading an old hardcover on post–industrial

economics when Mike walked in.

“Alpha, I just realized something fascinating” he began.

I didn’t even glance up. “If it’s about werewolf economics again,

spare me.”


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“No, no. More local. You and Ms. Whitmore live on the same

floor.”

I set the book down on the desk and slid my silver–framed glasses to the edge of my nose. “Mike. I’ve known that since I leased the property!”

“Well,” he said, already pacing, “I just ran into her friend. Ava. Apparently her mom sprained her back or tailbone–can’t

remember which–and she has to rush home immediately.

Which leaves Ms. Whitmore alone. Injured. Wheelchair–bound.

Defenseless.”

I raised a brow. “And?”

Mike hesitated. “Well… I was thinking… maybe we should help?”

I leaned back in my chair. “It takes three men to take care of one

a

quickly. “Just… maybe


narrowing it down.”

you spoken to Olivia

help?”

thought had only just occurred

I can call

returning to my

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we’re done here.”

a few times, then

gave him a bland

put it on

a familiar voice

“Hello?”


It’s Mike,” he chirped. “I heard Ava had to leave,

just wondering–do you need

Soup?”

I’m okay,” she said after a beat. “I didn’t know

is your dear friend. How could she leave

“Anyway, would

you? Alpha Alexander also thought it

if maybe you could come

him a look that could

anything like that?

of us. As a

Mike, but

want to trouble


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on. Takeout? You’re injured. You need real

Chicken soup.

pinched the bridge of

“It would refresh and heal you in no

it’s not too much

said triumphantly. “Consider it part

unmatched employee

and looked at me, full of purpose. “You heard

polite to ask, but she needs

nodded slightly and closed my

again. “Alpha, I have got an

“What!”


the soup and it

myself. Can you

her, here? Please?”

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