“Sienna!” a voice called.
I closed my eyes for a second. I knew that voice. Marvin. A Delta breed who had asked me out once and whom I had turned down. Of course he would enjoy this. Men like him waited for women to fall so they could pretend they had always been above them.
“Sienna!” Marvin called again.
I knew I had to answer because he ranked higher than Maya. She was a Sigma, and if he wanted trouble, he could get us both thrown out. I turned to him and forced a respectful smile.
“I do not think Blackridge Works pays your rogue mate enough to sustain both of you,” Marvin said, grinning. “I have an opening for a side chick. I wouldn’t mind giving you what he can’t afford.”
His friends laughed.
“Clearly, you need help,” Marvin continued. “You smell like you walked a distance to get
