My blood is roaring inside my ears, and I can’t even fucking think, much less form words.
I feel like a wounded beast.
I just finished my meeting with Nico and Angel, and I am fucking two seconds from losing it.
I take in Maria’s sexy outfit.
Her dark almond eyes and thick black lashes.
That fucking honey lilac scent.
And I want to howl like an animal. But vipers don’t fucking howl. And I’m not just Luc here.
I’m the motherfucking Council.
I replay the last few minutes of the meeting as I lead the way to my office.
“Uh, Boss, there is something else.”
“What?” Nico asks.
“Maria. She’s been hiding something”
“And?”
“I don’t know, Nico. But that scuffle the other day? The guy I fucked up is a scout for Sanchez,” I tell him.
“So, you think Maria is working for Sanchez?”
“I don’t know,” I tell him, and it guts me.
“We had Maria vetted like everyone else,” Angel says.
I hear her boots padding behind me and I grit my teeth.
She looks good. Really good.