Angela's POV
Rosalie put down the remote.
"Why don't you ask Gregory? Stoneclaw Entertainment is a main investor. He should have access to the footage."
I'd already asked him. On the ride back from the venue, while I was still in the coat and the heels and Debbie was quietly pretending not to notice how much effort it was taking me to sit upright.
Gregory's face had gone red the moment I brought it up.
"I already tried," he'd said, biting the words out one at a time. "I yelled at them. They said someone from Jake's team had already intervened." He'd hit the steering wheel — not hard, just once, the way a wolf did when they were angry at a situation and had no useful target for it. "And my brother got involved. He went to our grandfather, the Alpha. Told him I was about to start a war
