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Nicolette Valor.

We had a corporate spy in Valor. One who’d been there for years.

And no one noticed.

The director of IT for the Valor Enterprises building reported directly to Gideon. We didn’t have a chief technical officer because there was no one who was a Valor by blood who had the qualifications to fill that position.

Nicolette refused to assign that position to me years ago for that very reason. It didn’t help that I refused to take the Valor name after she finally agreed to bring me in to the pack.

And now we were paying for that oversight.

“I want to see if I can find Gideon’s second phone,” Lucy admitted. She poured the cream into her coffee and stirred it without looking at either of us. “I don’t have a connection between him and Helen Moss other than what I’ve found, but she’s working for the Tinley pack. The same pack who owns Buttercuppa Coffee. His encrypted drive might have the answers we need, but if it doesn’t…”

I went over to my desk and poured the last of the coffee into my cup.

She had a good reason, but I still didn’t like it. Taking her there when we still didn’t know how the killer got in and out without being seen made me very fucking uncomfortable.

“Fine.” Liam drained his second cup of coffee and stood. “I’ll take you back there, but I need to talk to my mother first.”

He set his cup down and came around the desk to give Lucy a kiss on the forehead. “Thank you for doing such a good job, Lucy.”

Our omega rubbed her forehead as she watched him go, her cheeks turning an adorable shade of red.

I sipped my coffee and tried to feel relieved that Liam didn’t seem mad, but he was willingly going to call his mother.

Liam was going to report what Lucy found, and then all of Valor would be in a silent uproar.

Hopefully, he could convince Nicolette Valor to wait just a little bit longer before taking action or we’d never find that fucking phone.

CHAPTER 25

Lucy

I watched as Cas got up, collecting the dishes from his desk and Liam’s before heading over to me. I really couldn’t afford to be distracted by him right now. Except he’d come in with a breakfast tray in these ridiculously slutty grey sweatpants hanging off his hips and an apron with nothing on underneath it.

Now his chest was completely bare.

How the fuck was I supposed to work in these conditions?

Watching him stack everything, I tried not to make it obvious I was affected by all that man cleavage. I was pretty sure the only reason he hadn’t noticed yet was because I kept distracting him.

Neither he nor Liam were letting their emotions through the bond, which meant whatever they were feeling, it wasn’t good.

“Is there anything else I can get for you, sweetheart?”

“Yeah, a fucking shirt,” I muttered as I sat down in my pink office chair, spinning around to face my brand-new monitors.

Cas frowned, like he couldn’t possibly understand how that would help me. “What’s wrong with your shirt?”

“Nothing.” I jiggled the mouse to wake up the computer and then typed in my password, wondering how he could be so clueless sometimes.

Cas set down the empty dishes and I felt my adrenaline spike. I didn’t know why something so small set all my warning bells off, but it did. He may be my alpha, but he was still a dangerous predator.

I could never forget that.

“Lucy…sweetheart.” He came around the desk and planted his hands on my chair to lean down until our noses were practically touching. “Why do you need a shirt?”

“I don’t need it,” I snapped, trying to push his face away. “You need it.”

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