“I’m a lunatic with a mate who thinks I’m a privileged jerk. I am not. I’m just desperate.”
“Well then,” Noah clapped me on the shoulder, “congrats. You’ve entered the most dangerous hunt of your life. And she’s already three steps ahead.”
He was right, but I wasn't the one to give up, was I?
I straightened my shirt and walked toward the kitchen. The hubbub of voices was too loud, but I heard her voice even in that sea of voices.
She sounded like she knew what she was talking about.
"Stir it again. Do not take your hand off, Cash, or I will cut it off. That stupid Alpha already destroyed the perfect batch."
"You. She is talking about you."
"I know."
"Who spoiled it?" Cash asked, still stirring the sauce in slow circles.
Tiya huffed. “The one who looked like a damn moonstone sculpt
