Zaria’s Office – Morning
Soren Draven always arrived early.
He liked the quiet hours before the staff flooded in. Liked having time alone with Zaria even if she rarely acknowledged it. But today, the air was… off.
The scent hit him before he even stepped off the elevator.
Ash. Pine. Male. Dominant.
His jaw clenched.
Another Alpha had been here. Recently. Intimately.
He walked into her office unannounced, and there she was flipping through files, calm as ever, her navy blue blazer hugging her form like it had been custom-built for seduction and war.
“You’re early,” she said, eyes still on the document in her hand.
“So are you,” he replied. “Or didn’t you leave at all?”
Zaria raised her eyes, catching the storm brewing behind his sharp gaze.
“You’re angry,” she observed. “That’s r
