Dumped Omega? Now Their Alpha King Begs at My Feet novel Chapter 37

Kai's POV

It was late. Way past midnight.

The city was a carpet of glittering lights thirty floors below my study window, but I didn't see it. I was staring at the reports on my desk, but I wasn't seeing them either.

All I could see was her face.

Valerie.

The name was a constant, irritating buzz in the back of my mind. It had been there for twenty-four hours straight.

My top analysts had just confirmed it an hour ago. She was right.

She was one hundred percent, devastatingly right about Marcus Thorne. The guy was skimming millions. A rat in my own pack, right under my nose.

The proof was all there, buried deep, but there.

How?

How the hell could she have known that?

She didn't have access to my files. She didn't have inside information. She'd just looked me in the eye and stated it like it was a fact. Like she was telling me the sky was blue.

That kind of certainty was power. It was a power I didn't understand, and it was driving me insane.

I hated things I didn't understand.

I ran a multi-billion-dollar empire and the most feared pack on the continent. I understood numbers. I understood force. I understood strategy.

I didn't understand her.

My wolf was restless, pacing under my skin. It didn't understand her either, but it recognized her. It saw a challenge.

It saw a mate.

I slammed that thought down. Hard.

This was a political arrangement. A contract. Nothing more.

But the thought kept coming back, nagging at me.

That's when it happened.

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