Dominic’s POV
“Silver Shadow Moon Pack and Sterling Group have both made their decisions, Collins,” I stated tly, taking a seat in one of the leather armschalts. “We don’t have <b>anything </b>further to discuss,”
Ronald settled into his chair with a practiced smile, straightening his monogrammed cufflinks, “Don’t be so rigid, Sterling. I don’t hold grudges. After all, we’re both businessmen. We understand the value ofpromise.”
Erotated the obsidian ring on my finger. “Your financial system architecture is two generations behind. Hurst Company’s system is not only 30% more efficient but also 15% lower than your quote.”
As his smile faltered, I leaned forward, my voice dropping to <b>a </b>low rumble that carried my wolf’s authority. “If you continue using insider trading tactics to interfere with my business, ll ensure you have no standing in financial circles or among wolf packs across the East Coast.”
The scent of fear spiked in the room, acrid and sharp. Ronald shifted ufortably, his fingers tapping an anxious rhythm on the armrest. Before he could respond, the door swung open without warning, <b>the </b>heavy oak crashing against the wall.
Elizabeth Collins swept in, her blonde hair perfectly styled, but her eyes wild with an intensity that immediately put me on alert. My nostrils ted, catching the chemical scent of medication and something unstable <b>beneath </b>her expensive perfume–a vtile mix of obsession and rage. <fn9927> ?? ??? ???? ?? ???? ???? ???????s, ????s? ??s?? FιndNovel</fn9927>
“<b>I </b>sensed you were here,” she said, her eyes lixed on me with unsettling intensity. “I <b>could </b>smell <b>your </b>scent, Dominic.” She inhaled deeply. almost reverently, her pupils dting as she did
Ronald stood, clearly displeased by the interruption, “Elizabeth, we’re in the middle of business discussions<b>.</b>” His voice held a warning tone that shepletely ignored.
I felt a ripple of unease through my wolf “Miss Collins, I don’t have you on my schedule today. I kept my voice deliberately cool. maintaining the formal distance I’d established since announcing my bond with Reba<b>. </b>
Elizabeth moved closer, her breathing slightly erratic, her designer heels clicking deliberately <b>on </b>the hardwood <b>floor</b>. “Just five minutes About… about the <b>cooperation </b>proposal my father mentioned. Her hands trembled slightly <b>as </b>she smoothed her silk blouse.
I studied her face, noting the slight dtion of her pupils and the faint tremor in her <b>hands</b>. The faint scent of prescription medication clung to her skin. Against my better judgment, I nodded, “Five minutes. In the library,”
The Collins family library was
appointed, with leather–bound books lining the walls and a <b>massive </b>oak desk dominating the center. Crystal paperweights and antique letter openers gleamed on the polished surface. I kept a deliberate <b>distance </b>between us as Elizabeth closed the door, the soft click echoing in the silent room.
“What did you want to discuss, Elizabeth?” I kept my tone professional, watching as she nervously <b>adjusted </b>her hair, tucking and retucking the same strand behind her ear.
tralling ms <b>have </b>been very unstabletely?” She paced the <b>room</b>, her movements jerky and unpredictable, fingers “Did you know my emotions along book spines without actually seeing them. “The doctor sees me twice a week. I’m taking my medication regrly.” Herugh was brittle<b>, </b>almost manic. “Sertraline for anxiety, risperidone for… other things,”
She suddenly grabbed my wrist, her grip surprisingly strong, sails digging into my skin. “But my wolf knows the truth. The connection between us is destined, much stronger than what you have with that human girl. Her voice dropped to a whisper, her face inches from <b>mine</b>. “I can feel it every time you’re near, Can’t you feel it too?”
I pulled my hand away, maintaining myposure despite the inappropriate contact. “There is no connection, Elizabeth. There never was.” The scent of her desperation filled the space between us, ying and thick.
Elizabeth’s eyes shed with a dangerous light that made my wolf bristle defensively. Her face contorted, beauty giving way to raw fury.
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