I wasn’t expecting John to open the door to the conference room and step aside, allowing me to enter first. I didn’t let the shock I was feeling show on my face as he pulled out the head chair of the table for me.
“Or you can look scary if you want.” He winked.
He learns quick. My wolf gave her approval as I kept my eyes on Janice Williams.
She remained standing in her white pumps. Her Burberry jacket was slung over her arm. The sleek ponytail pulled back her silver hair and her sharp gaze sized me up as one of the male shifters who flanked her pulled out a chair.
“Fallon. So good to see you, dear.” Janice smiled, waiting for me to sit.
“After you.” I motioned to her chair, letting out my beast’s dominance in the iciness of my tone. These little games were the bane of my existence, bu
