Aria's pov
Talia didn't even glance up from her tablet.
"Just arrange it to your liking," she said in that clipped, professional tone that always sounded like a warning."Among these women,Alpha Damien has no particular favorite. Their statuses are all the same."
For a second, I just froze. Arrange it to my liking?
The idea alone gave me a dull, throbbing headache.
No matter how I studied the glossy photos spread across the desk, I couldn't tell which woman would be more suitable for tonight's pack gathering.
Every portrait showed flawless features, perfect smiles, and eyes that screamed ambition.
[ They all look hungry, ] Lily murmured in the back of my mind, her voice soft but edged with disgust. [ Like wolves circling fresh meat. ]
I sighed and leaned back in my
