Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
The scent of her arousal blooms between us.
“What about Genevieve?”
“What?” I’m thinking about kissing those lips until they’re swollen, but of course Madi’s still putting everything together in that genius brain of hers.
“Is she a wolf?”
“No. Just a well-paid HR exec.”
I watch her as her mind turns. “Jerry!” She lifts her gaze to mine in triumph.
“The janitor? Yes. How’d you guess?”
“He doesn’t follow the same rules as the other janitors. He doesn’t wear the uniform. Indira said there are certain people who seem like they get special treatment at Moon Co.”
“That’s because I trust wolves more. Jerry is the only janitor I allow on the executive levels to clean. There’s too much at risk to trust a human.”
“I’d like to unpack that prejudice with you at some point, but I have too many immediate questions.”
I stack the uneaten food containers on the floor beside the bed. “Ask away, Windows.”
“Does it hurt?”
“What? Shifting? No. I mean, it’s not always comfortable, but it doesn’t hurt.”
“Will you show me your wolf again?”
I smile indulgently and stand up from the bed to remove my clothes. Madi sucks in a sharp breath when I shift, drawing back. I jump up on the bed beside her. She tentatively reaches for me and strokes my fur.
“My what big teeth you have,” she murmurs, but when I smile, showing more fang, she yanks her hand back like she’s afraid.
I shift back, chuckling.
“Does the government know?”
“There are some incidences of government captivity and testing on our kind. An attempt to create super soldiers or something. There are also private collectors and crazy scientists who have captured shifters for their personal gain. There’s a clandestine group called Venators who capture shifter juveniles to hunt them when they first shift.”
“That’s…horrible.”
“Yes. Two more questions, and then I’m going to ravish you again.”
Her eyes light up. “Are you?”
“Yes. Scratch that. You’re out of questions. I need to be inside you again.”
It’s not hyperbole. My wolf wants to mark Madi with a desperation I feel all the way in my bones. Sex is the only answer. I just need to tide him off with lots and lots of sex.
Chapter Sixteen
Madi
Madi
Driving into Moon Co with Brick is a surreal experience. He pulled a Big Bad Boss on me and insisted I “work” from home with him yesterday, which basically meant staying naked in his bed and getting pleasured so often my throat went hoarse from crying out.
This morning, he drove me to my apartment and picked up lattes for us while I changed into fresh clothes.
Basically the last thirty-six hours have blown all my synapses. Werewolves exist. And vampires. And my boss is not just the Big Bad Boss, he’s the Big Bad Wolf.
He pulls into the office building’s garage and parks.
I feel like I should duck down and hide, so people don’t see me driving in with the boss. I mean, how much more obvious could it get?
“I shouldn’t walk in with you,” I say as we walk toward the elevator.
“You’re mine,” Blackthroat growls, almost like he’s responding to some invisible threat. “No one is going to interfere with us.”
I don’t know why it makes my lips tremble and my eyes burn.
The moment we step off the elevator, though, the bliss-bubble I’d been in bursts.
The top floor is filled with Brick’s execs loudly talking over one another. All eyes turn to us and silence descends. My paranoia kicks in. Is this about me? About Brick dating a human?
“What?” Brick snaps.
“You couldn’t check your phone at all over the last twelve hours?” Nickel asks.
No, it’s something else.
“Try thirty-six. What is it?”
“There’s been a security breach. We had to shut everything down to contain it.”
“Fuck.” Brick transforms into a formidable boss, storming into the room. “How did it happen? What do we know?”
“Come into the conference room,” Billy says. There’s something stony and cold about the way he speaks that makes the hairs stand up on my arms. “We have something to show you.”
“Madi.” Brick delivers the one-word command for me to follow.
“Not Madi.” Billy holds up a hand and blocks our path.
“She comes,” Brick snarls, and Billy almost stumbles backward, like the force of Brick’s words or will pushed him.
I remember the way my body seemed to move of its own accord with Aiden Adalwulf and wonder if it has something to do with their alpha status. I make a note to ask Brick later when we’re alone.
The execs close in on us as we walk in, every one of them assembling at the table with grim faces.
I’m usually calm here at work, no matter what the stress. I had that detachment thing down pat. I didn’t care about the job or getting fired, and it made it easy to function in a demanding situation.
All that has changed now, though. I find myself trembling, scared for Brick about whatever it is his team is about to show him. Because I can tell it’s bad. Bordering on horrible.