Chapter 47. Beauty

Preference: a greater liking for one alternative over another or others.

Tessa

I was in the middle of an early dinner when I was contacted by Chad, my handler for the Albanian mob. He was telling me that they have a job for me. It had been too long since I'd done work for them, mainly because I was busy with my King. But lately, because I was busy with my half-brother. I've calmed down since the hit at the cage fight. Then I've been busy with Marshall, the issue with the sired son Nero told me was ours still left me speechless.

Also, there was the inner turmoil that still hadn't made me decide what to do about Lowell, my half-brother. The guy was still held against his wishes here at the den. It was wrong, I should never have held someone without certainty of their fate. I never had this many feelings swarming around in my mind that made my head ache.

"You want me to go where?" I asked Chad when the line was disrupted for a second. My appe