Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,138

in, leaving me smiling from ear to ear.

"A very good break," I whispered as I squeezed his hand.

Neo, thank you.

"Anything for you, Sweetness," he vowed, which only made me smile as Onyx began to drive us away. The sun was beginning to set, leaving the sky in a pastel oasis.

Shopping with my bestie was definitely a success.

16

Last Meetings Of The Year

~WILLIAM~

"Hey," I greeted as I settled into the cushion of my desk chair - or previous desk chair - and lifted my leg so my ankle rested on top of my upper thigh.

"You sound mad," Viktor declared. I could tell he held a hint of guilt about his sudden departure. "You know I would have told you I was going if you didn't sleep like a log."

My eyes rolled as I let out a huff. "I don't sleep like a log," I grumbled. "But I'm not actually mad at you. I'm dealing with some last-minute meetings at the old office.”

I called it the "old office" because we were officially migrating. The only difference was that no one else but our pack and those who’d scheduled a meeting with me today because they’d originally had meetings with Roberto knew of our diabolical plan to shift buildings.

Even though today was Friday, it felt more like a Monday because of all the bullshit we’d had to deal with today: heavy traffic morning, paparazzi following us left and right, and apparently, there was a rumor that Willow was dating Neo the artist and William was dating Dimitris.

I totally didn't mind that rumor at all.

Maybe this entire week, aside from my epic shopping experience with Aurelia, was finally getting on my nerves. If I didn't take a damn break, someone was going to die - literally.

"You went to the office by yourself?" I could already feel the palpable worry through the phone. My poor bodyguard was worrying about me across the globe when he was surely dealing with his own burdens.

"I came along," Saint announced, and I merely had to side glance to see the smiling fool who was far too close to my face. I used my free left hand to push him out of my personal space, leaving him to chuckle, knowing damn well he was pissing me off.

"You wouldn't do that if I was Dimitris," he teased and I rewarded him with a threatening glare and growl that made him flinch and quickly look for something to do. "OH! I should fix those mixed up wires for your computer under your desk!"

I couldn't help but watch this grown-ass man in his perfectly white outfit of jeans, dress shirt, and suit jacket drop to the floor and go right under my desk like it wasn't a dust factory.

"Is that Saint?" Viktor inquired.

"Sadly," I muttered.

"Who pissed you off?"

"I'm just fucking tired," I admitted. "I'm going out tonight to let loose."

"With?"

"Saint," I replied. "Don't worry. Jayce is doing security and you know Onyx will be around."

"What about the others?"

"Dimitris has some meetings to take care of," I elaborated while my eyes drifted over to the fresh bouquet of flowers he'd made sure were here. How he knew I'd be here today was beyond me because he wasn't home when Saint and I left, but I guess he had his ways of stalking me - even if he'd never admit it.

"As for Neo, he's doing some negotiations with the new site. Obviously, Saint accepted the offer on our behalf, but it looks like they have a stingy individual on the team who wants to be rather problematic."

"So..." Viktor began. "Neo's going to kill him."

"No..." I trailed off because I actually had no clue what my Prince of Blood mate would do. "Honestly, I'm not sure. I guess even this problematic douche can be replaced and Neo would happily do it if it means he can paint something to sell."

"You know of his techniques for painting?" Viktor inquired.

I actually smirked as I let my eyes close briefly. "I'm his mate. I know what he does."

"That doesn't scare you in the slightest?"

"To be honest...no. Hmm. Okay, it's still a bit fucked up how accepting I am, but all the paintings he's done for me aren't the blood of my enemies, so I couldn’t care less. When we catch Garfield though, I'd love a nice painting of Garfield the lazy fucking cat playing dead in my office."

The way I said it made Viktor go silent on the phone and I noticed Saint look back over to me from under