Maddox
“Goodbye Alpha, please don't call again” she says. I roared in rage as I threw my phone across the room, just missing Atlas as he came through the door.
“Maddox,” He says with a frown. “What the f**k mate, are you OK?” He says, walking towards me with his hands up.
“Do you think I look OK?” I snap at him, then take a deep breath. “Sorry Atlas, she's so infuriating.” He just nods his head.
“Princess Lyra, I assume”. I just give him a look; he puts his hands up again.
“Did you get any of the information I asked for?” He just gives me one of his s**t eating grins, smug bastard.
“Of course, but I am not sure how happy you're going to be.” I just pinned him with a spill-it look.
“OK, so she actually left yesterday by private jet.” I looked at him.
“Whose private jet?”
