Freya's Pov
As my hand touched the door handle, my heart thudded in my chest. Part of me was dreading whatever he had in store, while another part craved the undeniable rush of his touch.
The door swung open, revealing the darkened room beyond. As I stepped inside, the familiar scent of leather and woodsmoke teased my senses, filling me with a strange mixture of apprehension and desire.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, my gaze was irresistibly pulled towards a woman perched on Logan's desk. The blonde stranger from the party, the one who had ruined my dress with wine, was now here in his office, a mocking smile playing on her full lips.
"Well, well, if it isn't the Alpha's new plaything," the woman purred, her voice a silken trap waiting to ensnare. My felt her hackles rise, th
