JORDAN
"Do you?" I ask, skepticism dripping from my words.
"Yeah." He shifts on the sofa, his expression turning a little more serious. "I came to ask if you’ve considered hiring Astrid."
There it is, the conversation I was dreading. I stifle a groan, but I can't hide the way my body tenses at the mention of her name.
"I’m worried about her," Peter continues, leaning forward. "I don’t like where she’s working now. And with everything that happened recently, I just... I don’t trust those people. I’d feel better if she was working with someone I could trust."
The air in the room seems to thicken, and I force myself to keep my expression neutral.
Trust?
Does he think Astrid will be safe with me? He has no idea that I’m the big wolf he should be protecting her from.
The thought of ha
