"A word." Again, I thought.
The Alpha command in Harold Knight's voice turned my legs to concrete. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, and couldn't do anything but stand there like a deer caught in headlights.
Around us, the office had gone dead silent. Even the humans could feel the tension crackling in the air. Keyboards stopped clicking. Phones stopped ringing. Every eye in the department was suddenly interested in their computer screens.
"Of course, Mr. Knight," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper.
He gestured toward Victoria Blackwood's corner office with one perfectly manicured hand. "Shall we?"
It wasn't really a question.
I followed him across the department, my heels clicking on the polished floor like a countdown timer. Harold's presence filled th
