The Bride To A Powerful Alpha

p where I work on a Thursday evening, when the sun has alr

hy I don't make a big deal when I walk back to my desk after a quick meeting and spot my stapler. Yeah, it's been smeared wi

ually against our cubicle divider. His grin is half-assed

won

ng me. I've been training for it my whole life, like some piano

s. "And don't listen to Samson. He

bitch" and not "tasty peach"

ean, you would be mad too if someone broke throu

since Emilia's cat thinks mine is the best napping spot. I sent her a picture of the receipt, follo

he world's best advice. "And hey, you never bring lunch, so no one's

er, hoping he'll get the

r: He

e... I get the loner, mysterious vibe, but some people think you'r

go

for a split second, I think this might actually be o

up, but then I feel the shift in the air

lan

e says, her voice smooth

e keyboard. Instead, I take a br

d like she's surveying the b

t, here

ddenly snaps into creepy flirt mode. His grin turns oily, eyes pra

friend of

that. Since s

o tell, how w

usement. "She was... odd, an

about to make this worse

you two

his Guard," Velantrasays, her gaze slidi

now really interest

he

e N

ss something huge is going down. I haven't spoken to anyone from my own kind in years. Not un

yself ask befor

ind out." Her smile doesn'

to his collection of awkward mome

n't even get a chance to flick him in the forehead before Velantra's

completely changes when he finally catches on. His pupils widen as he

wkward, Velantra decides to ruin

ourse, this i

ampling a poor benjamin fig on his way out. "Vampire! Vampire-there's a

ne this a million times. The card shows the Human-Vampire Rela

hole bullpen is already halfway down the emergency stairs. Even Samson, still

," I say, grabbing the framed Polaroid of me and

hey let me work

elped with my

says, with no hint of rea

ut curiosity wins. I straighten t