Chapter 14: Rebels.
Stella's jaw dropped, her mind racing. All her thoughts slammed into a wall of disbelief and confusion. She didn't get it. Why was Holden here? A human in the middle of a pack of wolf-shifters…
Unless he was no human.
“Thank you, Ollie," Holden murmured to the older man. “And stop smoking."
“Yes, Alpha Noble." Oliver bowed and then stubbed out the cigar in a crystal ashtray, the scent of tobacco fading. Oliver then slipped out the door.
Alpha Noble.
The words echoed in Stella's mind. Her eyes flicked to Holden. He looked like the weight of the world rested on his shoulders as he walked to a small, ornate desk and took a seat.
Oh hell no. He didn't get to look like this was super hard on him.
He was a lying sack of s**t. Stella's hands trembled with the white-hot
