Scarlett POV
After I finally got Jaxen out of the building, the air in the office felt lighter.
Just… less charged.
The gossip didn’t stop, though. Of course, it didn’t.
A coworker drifted over, coffee mug in hand, eyes too curious.
“That tall guy earlier, family? Brother? Cousin?”
I hit the keyboard harder than it needed to be. The keys clacked sharply under my fingers.
“Why do you care? Work.”
She shut up fast. But the group chat blew up a minute later.
I caught the notification out of the corner of my eye:
Holy s**t, Scarlett just rode the elevator with her ex-husband.
Ex-husband?
The man Denise had brought up earlier was Alpha Hale. He’d said it himself, calm as anything. Once that sank in, the stares multiplied. Every pair of eyes in the open floor plan seemed to find
