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Laken heads out to find her clothes while I lounge on Will’s bed.

Fuck him and his shady, backstabbing aspirations.

She was worried he would fire me.

Like he has the power.

It’s comical.

I finally peel my ass out of bed and aim for the kitchen.

Laken is still nude, standing at the counter with a bottle of wine in one hand and a glass in the other. Her hands shake so violently that I can see it from across the room.

She spots me and frowns before setting down the bottle and taking a chug of her glass.

That’s not going to help a damn thing.

My cock sways as I stride around the island and stop at her side. Her purse is open on the counter, and there’s a medicine bottle next to it.

“Is it safe to take birth control with liquor?” I snatch the container and frown.

“Probably not. I have no idea. I take a combination birth control and suppressant all-in-one pill, but that’s in the morning,” she says, refusing to meet my eyes as she brings the glass to her lips.

Well, that’s disappointing.

I don’t hate the idea of knocking her up.

It would prove to all other alphas that she’s mine, at least until I have the opportunity to claim her with a mating bite.

“I have anxiety,” she says softly. “I take medication for it when it gets extreme. This is an extremely stressful example of when it’s appropriate to take it.”

Twirling the bottle to the side, it’s easy to see the yellow label that declares it shouldn’t be taken with alcohol or when the person needs to operate a moving vehicle.

I’m no saint.

Far fucking from it, in fact.

You don’t grow up the way I did without a significant amount of blood on your hands, but Laken is soft.

She’s not part of my world.

I’ve also never seen her have more than a single drink.

“Did you take a full dose?” I ask, grabbing the wine bottle and pouring the rest down the sink.

“I took one before I came here,” she admits, grimacing. “Then I took another with my first glass of wine, but only because the first one wasn’t working.”

I snatch up the nearly empty glass and pour the rest down the sink too. “That was a poor idea.”

I don’t know what she’s thinking, unless she’s purposely trying to get shit-faced.

My own family had no problem disowning me.

Will is in the process of trying to fuck me over to take my empire as his own.

I don’t think I’d handle it well if she was using me to get back at him. That can be a nice side effect, but I need her to actually want me.

“I’ll help you find another job if Will fires you,” she says, planting her hands on my chest. “I’m so sorry. Please don’t hate me.”

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