ALLISON.

“Don’t try to sweet talk me now. You’re an Alpha and not just any Alpha—a Morgan at that. You wouldn’t come all the way here without getting anything in return. Just say what you really want from me and let’s get this over with,” I said.

Wesley held my gaze for a few seconds before he heaved a sigh. “You’re sharp, I’d give you that.” He placed the glass on a table and turned to me. “Allison, what happened during the Howling Night was one for the books, ...