~ Damon ~
I sat in my matte black Tesla, parked strategically across from Lunaris Tower, watching the gala unfold through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the atrium.
Even from this distance, my eyes could pick everything. Then I picked her. The woman who had eluded my operatives in the park. The one whose scent had haunted me for days.
What the f**k is she doing here? And on Caleb's arm?
"Status update," I growled into my encrypted earpiece, eyes never leaving her figure as she moved through the crowd on Caleb Stone's arm. She wore midnight blue silk that hugged curves designed to drive wolves mad. And judging by the way every male in that room tracked her movements, I wasn't the only one affected.
"Team Alpha in position," Marcus replied, his voice a low rumble in my ear. "Lab 7 se
