"What?"
"We need a plan."
Dominic immediately stood.
"YES."
I watched him walk toward the giant whiteboard hanging on the wall.
My soul left my body.
"No."
"Yes."
"Dominic."
The marker squeaked.
Across the top of the board he wrote:
OPERATION:
DON'T f**k THIS UP
I stared.
Anastasia stared.
Dominic looked incredibly proud of himself.
"This is why they took away your Alpha title."
"They absolutely did not."
The office door opened again.
None of us noticed. I was way too stunned by the title he was f*****g giving to my life!
And also because Dominic had already started drawing diagrams.
Actual diagrams.
With arrows.
And circles.
And what looked suspiciously like a battlefield strategy.
"What the heck is happening here?" someone whispered.
I wished I knew. I turned to
