SOPHIA’S POV
I sat across from Zade in the diner booth.
My wolf was tense. She kept growling low warnings that I felt in my chest. She didn't trust this man.
Neither did I, but I needed his help.
"So you want me to help this Lance person get his job back," Zade said, leaning back in his seat. He looked relaxed, like we were old friends catching up. "That's a big ask, Sophia. Damien has a lot of influence. Undoing his work won't be easy."
"I know it's not easy. That's why I came to you." I sighed. "You have just as much influence as he does, maybe more in some areas. If anyone can push back against him, it's you."
"Flattery. I like that." Zade smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "But you still haven't told me what's in it for me. I'm a businessman, Sophia. I don't do f
