CHAPTER SIX: The Virgin
Ryan Blackwood had handled hostile corporate takeovers, boardroom wars, violent pack disputes, and delicate international negotiations. He had once stared down three massive, rogue Alphas at the city border without so much as blinking. Yet somehow, standing in the middle of this room, he had absolutely no idea what to say to the human girl in front of him.
The shattered fragments of his champagne glass glittered sharply on the marble floor between them.
The grand ballroom remained dead silent. Every high-society eye in the room was fixed directly on them.
Emily looked completely horrified, her eyes wide as she stared at the mess. Ryan looked utterly trapped behind his stoic mask. Jason, watching from the perimeter, looked entirely delighted.
“Oh, this is going
