The fierce, radiant she-wolf who'd just torn through the banquet hall like a storm now stood with wide eyes, looking as bewildered as a pup stumped by a tough question.
Alpha Gideon looked away.
I, seeing he wasn't pressing further, lowered my head too.
The conversation fizzled out awkwardly, and when the elevator reached my floor, I gave a polite, "Goodnight, Alpha Gideon. Sleep well."
He let out a faint, "Mm."
I stepped out, watching the elevator doors slide shut.
Just as I let out a breath, a slender, pale hand slipped through the closing gap, and the doors eased back open.
My nerves snapped tight again.
"I tried on the suit," Alpha Gideon said, his tone even.
Oh, that.
I flashed a smile. "Fit okay?"
"Not quite. Shoulders are too tight, pants too short."
"…Oh."
I stood ther
