Page 32 of Bearnapped at the Altar

“Can’t believe that worked.” I put my hand on Tegan’s shoulder. “You don’t have to stay down there.”

“I’m terrified that wolves will come out of nowhere the minute they see me.” She pulled her hair away from her shoulder. “Pink hair is amazing until you have to sneak into your old office.”

“Maybe you’re not sneaking,” I suggested as Bellamy pulled into a spot marked for employees only. “What if we tear a page out of Bellamy’s book and make them think you’re supposed to be here?”

She cocked a brow. “Act like I own the place?”

“I imagine you command every room you walk into.”

Bellamy could barely stifle his groan, but he’d have to deal with it. We needed Tegan on her A-game.

“I can certainly try.” She shook out her hair and got out of the car. “Follow me, gentlemen.”

My partner raised a skeptical brow, and I shook my head.

Tegan strutted toward the building. I wished I had time to buy her a more impressive outfit, to sell whatever story she was about to tell us, but she owned this parking lot like she was walking the red carpet.

I couldn’t wait until I got her alone again.

“This is gonna be fucking trouble,” Bellamy said between gritted teeth.

“Like when that guard realizes you gave him a bogus pass?” I said.

“They don’t know me. They know her. She’s too good at this.” Bellamy stopped. “What if she’s playing us, and we walked right into her trap?”

“You’re the one that suggested we come here now.” I leveled my gaze at him. “Give her a chance.”

Tegan looked over her shoulder as she opened the door, holding it open as we caught up.

The woman behind the desk startled when she saw us come through the door. She was an older woman with a gray bowl cut, a cardigan, and glasses hanging on a chain around her neck.

“Tegan. Sweet moon, is that you?” She rose from the chair and put her hand over her mouth. “There are rumors that you…I don’t even want to say it.”

“Tell me.”

“There was speculation on the news that you could’ve been murdered. That the rescue mission’s been changed to a recovery mission.” The woman shuddered. “I’m glad to see it’s not true, but what are you doing here? In the middle of the night?”

“I could ask you the same question, Josephine. I know you have trouble with your night vision,” Tegan said. “Will someone be driving you home?”

“Of course. I made arrangements. We’ve all been working around the clock since you were abducted. Gideon said he’d stop at nothing to find you.”

“Well, he found me.” She spread her arms wide. “We haven’t gone public yet, so you’re the first to know. I’m back.”

Josephine raised a skeptical brow, then looked over Tegan’s shoulder. Her gaze fell to me and Bellamy. “And these handsome gentlemen behind you?”

“Oh, they’re new to the company, so we should give them a warm Silverclaw welcome, shouldn’t we?”

“You’re back in your old position?” Josephine asked.

Tegan shook her head. “I got a promotion. Management, can you believe it? We’re having the press conference in the morning.” She brought her finger to her lips. “Mum’s the word though, until we go live. I just need to get into the office and grab a couple of things I need to hit the ground running.”

She turned on her heel and winked at me as she headed down the hallway.

I nodded to Josephine and followed my…

I wasn’t quite ready to think of her as that yet. All I knew was I’d follow her anywhere.

“Wait.” Josephine said, stopping the three of us dead in our tracks.

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