Chapter 15

Camila dragged herself to the alpha’s office, where he found Alina standing behind him with a smirk on her face. Given the glow in her eyes, she knew that she had something up her sleeve. She stood at the door, waiting for Alpha Killan’s permission to get in.

Alpha Killan stood behind his massive desk, shoulders squared and jaw clenched, his dark eyes locked onto some inscrutable point beyond her. Behind him, Alina lounged casually, one elbow propped on the polished mahogany, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. The lamplight caught the gleam in Alina’s eyes—an unspoken promise that she held every card.

Camila’s throat tightened. She hovered in the doorway, hands clenched to keep them from shaking, waiting for the worst. Killan didn’t even glance at her. His voice, low and curt, cut through the