Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
“All right, Suit. I accept the compliment.” She turns her smile towards the window, and I want to call her name. Look at me. Smile at me.
Ugh, I usually have better game than this.
Her stomach growls, and she doesn’t seem to notice, but I go on high alert. The human is hungry, and I need to feed her.
“Have you eaten dinner?”
“I had a protein bar. Why?”
I swing into traffic. “Pick a restaurant.”
“What?”
“You heard me.” I glance at her and watch her weigh her options. “You’re hungry. So let’s eat.”
“Are you asking me out, Suit? On a date?”
“Will it get us to dinner faster?”
“Who said I want to eat with you?”
Does everything have to be a fight with this female? “We can get takeout. Or eat at separate tables.” Her stomach growls again, and I bite back my wolf’s whine. “I’m just trying to feed you.”
“I get that. I’m wondering why.”
Some asshole in a truck cuts me off, and I lay on my horn, taking out my frustration on the rude driver. It doesn’t help.
“Can’t I just do something nice?” I mumble.
Aubrey chuckles, and I realize she’s been playing me. “Dinner would be nice.”
I decide to poke her back. “Just nice? Most people would kill to have dinner with a billionaire.”
“A crypto billionaire,” her lip curls. “And I’m not most people.”
“What do you have against blockchain tech?”
“Oh, I don’t know, the rampant waste of resources that exacerbate climate change.”
“It’s a dirty field,” I agree. “Which is why Brick and I make sure all our companies run on green energy. We’re carbon negative. But we need every business to take climate change seriously. As a species, we’re not doing enough.”
She blinks. She didn’t expect me to say that. Then her eyes narrow, and I hide my smirk. She wanted a chance to rip me a new one, and now she’s annoyed.
Dinner is going to be fun.
I open my mouth to ask if she’d prefer sushi or tacos, when my dash lights up with a text. It’s Sully, one of my pack brothers. Need you at HQ now.
I hit reply and dictate with a growl, I’m with a client. Can it wait?
No. Sully isn’t big on words, but he’s head of pack security, so when he calls an in-person meeting, I know it’s important.
“So–now I’m a client.” Aubrey’s eyebrows rise.
I curse and do an illegal U-turn, heading back toward Aubrey’s apartment. “Only so I can expense our time together.” I speed through the streets, swerving around slow cars and delivery vans, and make it to Aubrey’s door in record time.
I illegally park and hop out to get her door, but she’s already sprung out by the time I get to her. “I’ll get your things.”
“No need.” She waves a graceful, paint-stained hand. “You can put them in your apartment, save me a trip.”
The thought that she’ll be in my space soon calms me. I should hate having her around– why am I so annoyed right now at the thought of leaving her side?
I slam her door shut.
“Bye–thank you for the ride that I didn’t ask for,” she calls over her shoulder as she sashays away from me. Her ass is a work of perfection that I am dying to spank.
I don’t bother with a response, but I suspect my eyes glint with my wolf. He wants me to follow her up the stairs and roll around in her bed all night. Naked. I’m hard as steel, imagining her soft skin coated in my scent.
I call the Italian restaurant I know Madi likes and order one of everything delivered to Aubrey’s door. It makes my wolf feel better.
When I get to Sully’s office, I practically tear the door off the hinges. “What is this about?” I snarl. My wolf is surly that we were called away from Aubrey’s side.
Fortunately, Sully doesn’t waste my time. He swivels in his seat, unfazed. “I was reviewing some footage and found this.” He clicks a button, and the image of a street corner fills every screen. I recognize the building–it’s the Adalwulf highrise, right across from Moon Co’s office. “So what?”
“Watch.” The footage rolls, showing a constant stream of street traffic exiting Adalwulf Associates. A few seconds in, a familiar face shows up. Sully hits pause and zooms in.
It’s my dad. This video is proof that he took a meeting with my pack’s sworn enemy.
I shouldn’t feel betrayed by my father’s actions, but I do. I knew he would do anything for power, but an alliance with our enemies? It hits hard.
“This was taken a few minutes before he entered our building and visited you,” Sully says. “Is there any reason your father would be visiting the Adalwulf’s?”
I curse. Damn him. Of course, he’s fucking with my life again. I show my disgust on my face. “Knowing him, he’s playing both sides. He showed up here, angling for an invitation to Brick’s wedding. He also insinuated that Brick’s position in our pack is weak.”