Jasmin stood up to her full height. She looked down at the two men with bemused hazel eyes. “Wow guys… You are in deep s**t now.” She stretched and started to walk out of the office. Marion got up to follow her.
“Where are you going?” Jericho growled.
“Gotta go pack a bag. Eudora will need a driver.”
“NO!” Jericho slapped his palms on the desk, and when he spoke, he used the commanding alpha voice which compelled Jasmin to obey. “You will NOT take her off this compound.”
Jasmin stopped, her whole body ridged, her face hardened with shock and fury.
“Do you see, princess?” Marion said, giving a disdainful snort, “This is why I don’t do packs. Don’t worry, I got this. I’ll drive.” She narrowed her eyes at Jericho. “He’s not MY alpha.” She laid a calming hand on the back of Ja
