The Alpha She Does Not Care (Wynta & Jared) Novel

“You are asking me to punish you again, I see,” he stated and slid his thumb across his lower lip as he had done last night. Then he stepped forward as the doors opened, and stated again almost dismissively, “This way, Ms Morgan.” And strode off once again, leaving her to follow him. Seems he…

“I didn’t recognize him.” Wynta shook her head no. “Though…” she sighed. “I did happen to come across an Alpha and his unit on the weekend, they scented me, I retreated to my hotel room. But that Alpha saw me leave, looked right at me as I got in the car to come home.” That…

He and Creed were right, in their assessment of her, and they knew it. She’d had a Mate, and he’d rejected her because she was wolf-less, likely at 18; what an i***t, he thought to himself with a slight shake of the head. “What rank was he?” his father pushed. Wynta raised an eyebrow at…

Even on the weekend, she’d given off the impression she wasn’t interested in stopping to talk to him, didn’t want to see him. She certainly wasn’t about to smile at him and go, ‘Oh hey, how have you been?’ and hug him all friendly like. She couldn’t make heads or tails of his reaction to…

“Escorts,” he stated, and her eyes moved right to him, as she picked up the slightest bit of amusement in his voice, and there was a slight tilt to one corner of his mouth. She understood at that moment that yes, he had worded his text specifically to remind her of last night, and even…

She closed her eyes as she sat at her desk and just bit the bullet, so to speak, she picked up her phone and texted Jared with her question, but kept it all business. “Mr Hayes, that warrior across the street from my apartment, what was his pack scent?” Straight to the point, no weird…

“I’m looking to buy some nice suits for the office,” he told her. She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Sir, you’re aware this is a women’s store.” Jared nodded. “I didn’t say they were for me.” “Oh, so is it your wife, girlfriend, mother or sister?” she asked right back. “Hmm, not my…

“Morning ma’am.” He nodded and took her hand in a brief but firm shake, “I believe I’ll be your driver for coming and going to the office.” “And for all her physio appointments as well,” Edward stated, “I didn’t much like your disappearing act last weekend, Wynta.” Edward told her simply, “And I feel it…

He was not so dumb, he had been making deductions about her for the past five years, and he was starting to piece things together, it seemed. “It makes no difference, Edward. I left that pack, so why would I go back?” she asked him. “That is the question now, isn’t it. What would see…

“What do you actually do inside that pack?” she didn’t think he was just an Elite. “Retrieval team ma’am, so despite you thinking this is beneath me, it’s actually not. This is part and parcel of my job. Did you know that Edward has a Private Investigation business, where we also track down humans for…