The Alpha's Curse

y way into a large sitting room, donning a white sectional and coffee table that faced out a glass wall, looking out towards Trinity Moun

ait. It was of a man, who had the same unique eye c

’s t

father,” he answered. “He built up the Crimson Shadow

me. He brought our pack down from San Francisco after the Great Wolverian War.

xamined the frame. “He looks jus

onded with a tiny smile. “I ho

ointed to the name plaque at th

Scandinavian. It me

y displayed while he studied his grandfather’s stance. S

is eyes became focused as he ap

to continue, only he said nothing else. They stood in silence as his eyes exam

nerve of some sort. Yet, it always seemed that each time

several ceiling high bookshelves and multiple small armchairs and lov

ing in front of it. The desk was covered in office supplies and the wall was decorated in shelves

window that stood behind the desk with a perf

inds me of the importance of my position,” he

one hand in his pocket and his reflection bounced

d the papers on his desk. “You said at dinner t

t her attention to Sawy

u belie

old saying, ‘you neve

aper before stopping on a specific one. “This one,

Mat

curse happened, I tried to discover a mate within my pack. The

ike the letter Lycan pack had received almost a week ago, sat the Crimson Shadow’s

ed in disbelief. She looked to Sawyer, who nodded. “But the packs

out of her hand. “I tried to stop it from happening, but the p

m, astonished. “Why

ty was cut short when the

ou have to

looked up as he saw Waverly standing beside Sawyer in her evening dress. A smirk crossed his face, emphasizing the d

pher and was about to rep

t’s

lanned in a specific way that we can cater to almost everything, even if…” he looked up at Sawyer, who glared at him. “A

ages in front of him a

take away

no, the Tillbury’s shop has been around

e explained the process to Christopher. He narrowed in on the numbers, scrunching his eyebro

wn the pe

a grin crossed his face. “And this is why

ized by each breath as he placed a hand o

ristopher said, enthusiastically. Sawyer conti

led. “Some of the staff want to set up a meeting to

“What about t

care of thi

yer smiled.

th. “Okay, I’ll take these down to Ruby and get started. Thanks again, Sawyer.” Christopher said.

he door frame for a few mom

Sawyer looked at her, his eyes still sp

ually replied. “She takes ca

by the way you handled that.” She waved her hand at the

I can do,” he rep

ked back up, she saw Sawyer starin

t work?” he asked,

n’t know—” she said. “But I thi

ce, she could smell the musky scent of his cologne emitting from his unbuttoned collar. His neckl

and with each step he took, the fine freckles that crossed the bridge of his nose became more prominen

standing near the shelving unit, his fists clenched to

d, calmly. Sawyer stood still

ea

, that pit in her gu

, absorbed in shock. He’s the one who brought her here, approved of her

ce, his eyes raising to meet hers. His body was

r. When she looked back, Sawyer was in the chair at his desk, with his back to her. She