Previous chapter:
Chapter 67- What We Were
Next chapter:
Chapter 69- Maverick
PREVIEW
... s, littered with expenses and reports I had no idea how to organize. What was once my room had now been converted into an office. Files stacked to the ceiling, seemingly relentless and never-ending, I let out an exhausted groan as I tossed one of them to the pile that sat beside my table.
"I’m gonna lose my mind," I said to myself as I tugged at the strands of my hair.
"I doubt that Alpha," Carlos replied.
"Don’t call me that," I said, My voice filled with the embodiment ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























