Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Which makes me think…
Suddenly it all sharpens into focus.
Catherine Adalwulf’s insistence that she was innocent. Her desperate attempts to explain herself to Brick and repair the relationship. Could it be…?
Aiden knew how to play this game because it’s been played by his pack before.
Catherine Adalwulf has been a pawn in her pack’s feud against the Blackthroats. A pawn like me.
An even greater sense of resolve to get to the bottom of this mess comes over me. Enough wallowing. It’s time to get back in there and repair what’s broken. I have no intention of ever speaking to Brick again, but I can’t let the Adalwulfs win this round. No.
If I can clear up this farce they’ve laid out for Brick to believe, I will.
“I'm going to take a shower,” I say. I need to come back to the land of the living. I'm sure I stink, and I know I'm not very pretty to look at right now.
“Cool.” Aubrey heads into the kitchen. “I'll make us lattes for when you get out.”
Brick
Moon Co has been on lockdown for almost a week dealing with the security breach.
The executive team is stationed on the top floor as we manage the crisis. Or possibly they’re just trying to manage me. My sanity is as much of a crisis as the fate of the pack and company right now.
Sully calls me after hours. I’m still in the office. I’ll probably sleep here again. “What is it?”
“I had an interesting phone call.”
“Don’t speak in riddles,” I snap. “Why are you calling?”
“Madison Evans.”
Dammit.
My wolf roars to life. He wants to kill Sully for even mentioning her name. As if Sully might be moving in on our mate. Courting her. Stealing her from us, which of course is absurd, since I’ve already cast her aside. “What about her?” I snarl.
“She contacted me. She has a theory about a security breach. She believes it was enacted by the janitor, Jerry. She noted he had the opportunity and means to infect her computer as well as to notify Adalwulf of her comings and goings, so he could time a meeting in front of her building.”
I go still. My fangs are already descending to rip Jerry to shreds.
“Have you looked into her theory?”
“I’m sitting in front of his place right now. I didn’t find any record of monetary rewards, but he has made phone calls to Aiden Adalwulf’s phone. I checked with Billy to get the time of her reported meeting with Adalwulf and guess what?”
I can’t form words. Only growls come from my throat.
Fortunately, Sully goes on without my reply. “One of the calls came twenty-five minutes before the timestamp on that video of the meeting.”
I hang up the phone to howl, ripping out of my clothes and spontaneously shifting.
Billy barges in my office.
I barely manage to shift back without attacking him. I know Billy is trying to protect me, but he may have jumped to a false conclusion about Madi.
And I stupidly believed him.
I need all the facts. I glower at him as I stuff my legs in a new pair of boxer briefs and suit pants. “Send me the video feed of Madi with Aiden and get Noah up here.”
He studies me, wary. “It’s nine at night–Noah probably isn’t in the building.”
“I don’t fucking care! Find him and get him in my office within the hour.” I blast Billy with enough alpha command to make his body sway.
“Yes, Alpha.”
He leaves the office, and I find an undershirt to pull on. Then I put my fist through the wall. I falsely accused Madi. Well, Billy did, and I believed him.
Just when I almost had it figured out–how to somehow keep her and still maintain the safety of my pack. Now I may lose both.
Forty minutes later, I hear the elevator ding, and I throw open my door to see Noah enter with Billy.
Nickel and Eagle emerge from the conference room.
Noah takes in the mess I’ve made of the office. Madi’s desk is lying on its side after I flung against the far wall, the contents scattered all around.
He appears alarmed, looking around and sniffing. For Madi?
My wolf wants to kill him.
“She’s not here.”
Noah inclines his head. “How can I help?”
“In my office,” I growl.
Noah enters, and apparently Nickel, Billy, and Eagle think that’s invitation enough for them to come in as well.
They take in my torn-to-shreds office. Ribbons of fabric are scattered about the room from the times I shifted while fully clothed. The walls have claw marks and several of the chairs are broken.
I stand behind my desk and point at my computer screen. I’m sure I look deranged.
I am deranged.
“Noah.”
The younger man watches my lips move.
I beckon him over to my side of the desk. “You read lips.”
He nods.
“Can you look at this video and tell me what they’re saying?”