“Is this true?” Parker asked Soraya.
If looks could kill, we’d all be dead with the fierceness of Soraya’s glare. “Yes,” she pretty much snarled. “So?”
“It’s interesting, Parker, that a mother who has had zero interest in her child until that child becomes a billionaire.”
34
JOY
Billionaire?Holy shit.
That made so much sense. God, I felt bad that the man had died, but giving everything to Remy? He must have loved her or hated his daughter. Maybe both.
Johnny ran a hand over the back of his neck. “I also collected some stories about how the two of you are, shall we say, shacking up? I think we can all say we smell her on you.”
My eyes bugged out of my head. Soraya and, based on his clothes and appearance, the fake outdoorsman, were an item? I couldn’t smell anything, but I was onlyhuman.
That guy shifted uncomfortably, and Soraya pursed her lips and made a very unattractive face.
Then she stomped over to me, poked me in the chest. “You. You don’t get to enjoy my inheritance! I’ll end you before that happens.”
My eyes widened in surprise.
Wes pulled me away from Soraya and halfway behind him. As if she’d have to get through him to get to me. “My mate hasnothingto do with your conniving, scheming ways.”
“Parker, I’ve never laid eyes on this woman before,” Rob began, talking about Soraya, “but I’m going to give you some advice. You’re going to want to cut ties with her right now. If your document was based on her giving good head, then your role on the council isn’t the only thing you need to worry about.”
The guy, Parker, blanched and looked to Soraya as if determining whether the BJ really was worth it.
“Yes, Alpha,” he said, then tucked tail and… ran. Right out the door.
Holy shit.
I could guess what an alpha was. Rob did radiate quiet authority. Power. But every time I met Rob Wolf, he was so chill. Of course, none of his alpha-ness had been directed my way. But seeing that guy cower and literally flee…
Impressive.
Soraya wasn’t as smart. She remained, her hands on her hips, and she somehow managed to both smirk and glare at the same time.
There was a knock on the still-open door.
Soraya smiled. “Good, the sheriff’s here. Now this will all be resolved.”
35
WES
For the firsttime in over twenty-four hours, I could breathe again.
My mate was beside me. The council member had left.
Now we just had the sheriff to deal with, and with any luck–
In walked the deputy sheriff, Kyle Abbott, followed by the sheriff of Cooper Valley, Levi, who happened to be a shifter, packmate, and friend.
I took great satisfaction in watching Soraya’s self-satisfied little smile droop when she caught a whiff of Levi.
That’s right, bitch. The Sheriff of Cooper Valley is a wolf.