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My employer was getting impatient which didn’t bode well for me or anyone else involved in this shitty power play.

Something was happening – something that made them feel like they were running out of time.

I didn’t think it was because Francisco was going to step down as the alpha of the Lopez pack either.

Was it because of Frankie’s engagement to River? Was it more serious than I originally thought? Had they finally set a date for their wedding?

I slipped my hands into my pockets and tried not to let that bother me. It was all speculation anyway.

Worrying about her marital status wasn’t something I could afford to do. What I really needed to be worried about was how I was going to get what I needed to finish this job without too much issue when she wouldn’t even acknowledge my existence.

Getting close to her was impossible and if I couldn’t do that, I was going to have to risk getting caught to start digging into any and all tech she used.

Even that might not be enough.

Someone like Frankie wouldn’t keep something that could be used against her on a digital device, but there was a chance I could use whatever I found to lead me to a real flaw.

Their breakfast menu caught my eye.

Maybe I should get a bunch of those breakfast sandwich things and put them in the breakroom. If she didn’t know they were from me, there was a good chance she’d eat one.

…dammit. I really shouldn’t be worrying about her.

What was I going to do about this? How was I going to treat this as nothing more than a job? How the fuck was I going to uncover her flaws and weakness and then hand those over to someone who was going to use them against her?

I couldn’t walk away from this like I usually did. I couldn’t hand over the intel without wondering what they were going to do with it and how it would affect the people involved.

There was a very real possibility that when it came down to it, I wouldn’t be able to go through with this and if so, what was I going to do about it?

How could I walk away unscathed? I highly doubted that was possible, and even if I did, someone else would take my place.

I stepped up to the register and gave my order to the beta behind the counter.

Acting normal was easy. A habit. I left after paying and leaned against the wall near the bar where they’d place my order, knowing my presence was barely noticeable despite my size and designation.

That was something I used to be grateful for, but now that Frankie was the one acting like I was nothing more than a potted plant, I fucking hated it.

I was an idiot for thinking I could still treat this like a normal job.

Nothing about this was normal and I had to figure out what the fuck I was going to do about it before the decision was made for me.

CHAPTER 18

Frankie

Soren was nowhereto be found and honestly, that was for the best.

I stared at my monitor without really seeing it and wondered how long I could get away with this before he called me out on it. Soren might be the quiet type, but he wasn’t one to let things slide.

Neglecting my duties as his senior and instructor wasn’t something I could get away with. This man was an ex-soldier. He’d report me for dereliction of duty or some shit and he’d be right.

I sighed and opened my desk drawer, rummaging around until I found my cherry lip balm. I slicked it on and tried to figure out what the fuck I was going to do about him and all the other fuckshit going on in my life.

Not like it was really all that easy to ignore Soren.

Then I found out Leo was back in town right after River confirmed our engagement was over. It had me more twisted than a tornado and I was doing a really shitty job keeping it all under wraps.

Escorting River to the Steele alpha’s birthday party was the last thing she needed from me. After that, our deal was done. We’d both go our separate ways.

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