After a long moment, I pressed my palm to my forehead in pure exasperation.
I ate the soup, more out of a need to do something than hunger, but had to admit—Liam was a fantastic cook.
Once I'd composed myself and mentally reattached my soul to my body, I headed down the hall to Beta Sawyer's office to go over a few pending reports.
We spent the first few minutes pretending everything was normal. Like our company hadn't just caused a minor HR emergency with a side of s****l tension.
Beta Sawyer was the picture of professionalism. Almost. His gaze flicked toward me every so often like he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
Just as I gathered my things to leave, he finally spoke up - carefully."The Alpha... he didn't scare you, did he?"
I paused, then gave a small, w
