JONAS’ POV
I sat in my room, enjoying a rare moment of quiet, when a knock on the door disrupted my peace. One of the maids peeked inside. I notice that her expression is hesitant.
"Alpha Jonas, Lilith is here to see you." She said.
My grip on the glass of whiskey tightened slightly. Lilith? That was impossible. She was supposed to be in jail.
I set the glass down and sighed "Let her in."
The moment the door opened, Lilith walked in as if she still owned the place. Without hesitation, she threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck. The scent of expensive perfume clung to her, the same one she used to wear when she thought she had me under her thumb. But this time, all I felt was irritation.
"Jonas," she cooed, pressing a kiss against my jaw before I could push her away.
