AXEL
I sat on my chair, my eyes locked on Alpha Logan as he rubbed his gray hair in frustration. This damn old man had ended my date with the doctor before it even f*****g started. But that wasn’t the only problem. The real issue was the bastard who sent those photos to him. They weren’t from my camera—this was done purposely. The shots were taken from the middle of the room, as if another damn camera had been planted inside.
“You told me she was only going to talk with a client of yours. You didn’t say anything about Liam,” he said, clearly agitated.
I sighed and gestured sharply for him to sit. He hesitated, then slowly lowered himself into the chair.
His breathing came fast and heavy. I stared at him coldly. He was fighting hard to keep his mouth shut so he wouldn’t piss me off. At
