Liam looked down and, moving slowly so as not to provoke another attack, placed the folder on the only empty space of the wrecked desk.
"Fine. I only came to bring you this," he said, his voice regaining a bit of firmness. "These are the reports on the young Alphas of the pack who are under your tutelage. You should check their profiles... some are... quite striking."
I shot him a look so loaded with hate that the air seemed to freeze. "I don't want to deal with anything that has to do with the pack or this damn job."
Liam nodded quickly and, standing up from the sofa, headed for the door; but just before leaving, he shot me one last look of intrigue. "You really should see these documents," he hinted before finally stepping out of the office.
As soon as I heard the click of the lock,
