Freya felt her hand trapped in Alpha Rodney's sweaty grip. It was like being enveloped in a damp, clammy dishrag. She immediately pulled back, stepping away with an icy expression.
"Alpha Rodney, please mind your behavior," she warned, her voice sharp.
Vicki growled inside her mind. "His scent is disgusting. Pure alcohol and cheap cologne."
Alpha Rodney was merely testing her reaction. Though he found Freya attractive, he knew better than to create conflict with Alpha Niklaus over a woman. Not worth the business consequences.
He quickly composed himself, apologizing profusely. "I'm sorry, truly sorry. I meant no disrespect. I was just curious about your perfume. Thought I might buy some for my wife."
He'd be here for several days, plenty of opportunities would present them
