Damon’s Point of View
“That meeting could have been an email.”
I mutter as I lean back in my chair, taking a sip of my drink. Levi snorts from across the hotel room.
“You say that after every meeting.”
“Because every meeting is unnecessary.”
Ross chuckles quietly from where he is sitting near the window.
“You threatened to rip that Alpha’s throat out twice.”
“He was irritating me.”
I say, placing my glass down and Ross arches a brow at me.
“He was asking about border agreements.”
“He was breathing too loudly.”
I mutter and Levi laughs loudly at that while I glare at both of them.
“I hate traveling.”
“You hate people.”
Ross says and I nod my head.
“That too.”
I murmur, grabbing the glass of whiskey from the small table next to me and taking another slow sip.
The deal is do
