Christina's POV
"Ysolde," I said, noticing how she suddenly found the marble floor absolutely fascinating. Her heels. A smudge on the carpet. Anything but meeting my gaze.
"Ysolde," I repeated, my voice sharper this time."You know all the gossip in the pack territories. Spill."
She winced."I didn't want to tell you, Christina. Thought it might... I don't know. Upset you."
"Trust me," I said, taking another sip of my champagne, feeling the alcohol dull the constant ache in my chest where my mate bond had been severed. "The only thing that could upset me right now is running out of alcohol."
Ysolde gave a guilty little shrug. "Fine. Yeah. They're working together. Beatrice is his secretary now."
For a second, Akira and I both froze in disbelief. "Secretary? Like... schedu
