“I am not shuffling the entire day’s roster for you, Kane.”
Adam grunted uneasily at her side, and she rolled her eyes at him.
“Excuse me, Alpha Kane. You may be Alpha, but you entrusted me with these activities, and I’m not going to juggle—” The words died in her throat as I tugged down the collar of my shirt, exposing the deep-blue ink sprawling there.
Tattoos weren’t at all uncommon among wolves—some were pain junkies, and we healed quickly—but there was no mistaking a fated mate mark.
“That’s… oh. My. Goddess. You found a mate!” She squealed so loudly, Adam and two of her assistants jumped practically out of their skin.
“Shhh, yes. Yes, I did, but I want to keep that between us until I’ve got time to pull my father aside and tell him. But… I also don’t want her out of my sight.”
