She was surrounded by family. Besides, this wasn’t the dark ages. Tons of women had children on their own, many of them choosing to. And it wasn’t like the father abandoned her. She was the one who snuck out that morning without exchanging numbers or even telling him her name. Still, the thought of having to explain all that to her parents and brother made her stomach lurch. Was it too early to have morning sickness?
Suck it up, Olivia.
Today wasn’t about her, it was about Jacob and Sloane. With a last glance at her reflection, she took a deep breath and headed toward the door. As she pushed it open, she saw Sloane and Jacob outside, having what looked like a serious conversation.
“Oh, excuse me, I didn’t realize?—”
A familiar scent drifted into her nostrils, and her she-wolf instantly stood at attention.
“I …”
Rum, spices, and a hint of tanned leather.
Her heart slammed into her rib cage at the sight ofhim.Eyes the color of dark moss stared back at her.
“You …” he rasped. “It’s you.”
“What the hell is going on?” Jacob asked.
Sloane, bless her heart, immediately clocked what was going on. “I think we should go,” she said to her mate. “You too,” she barked at someone behind them.
Winking at Olivia, she said, “We’ll leave you two alone.” She then dragged off a protesting Jacob into the nearest office, closing the door behind them.
“What are you doing here?”
The shock refused to leave her system, and Olivia still couldn’t believe he was here. “I …”
The sound of laughter—from the conference room a few feet away where her entire family was celebrating—snapped her back to reality.
“What am I doing here?” she echoed. “What about you? What are you doing here in New York? At my father’s office?”
The expression on his face was almost comical. “Your … father.”
“Yes. My father is president of Lone Wolf Investigations and Security. This is our family’s firm.”
“Oh,fuckme.”
Chapter 2
“Oh,fuckme.”
She was the boss’s daughter.
Eli had spent every spare moment dreaming of his mystery woman. That one night with her left an indelible mark on his very soul. Not knowing where she was, who she was, had been driving him crazy for the last couple of weeks. He was almost glad that he’d been sent on a long mission abroad for the last month, otherwise, he would have gone to Blood Moon every day from the moment it opened until they closed and combed every inch of New York City looking for her. His wolf had been crazed and furious the entire time, one time almost landing him in trouble with their VIP client.
Now she was here, standing in front of him. His mystery women. Who also happened to be his boss’s daughter. And if that wasn’t complicated enough, there was Sloane.
What the hell was she doing here?
“So. Hi.”
Her angelic voice broke through his thoughts. “Yes … er …”
“Olivia,” she said. “It’s Olivia.”
Olivia.
All this time, he never even thought about what her name could be. Maybe she had none and he’d dreamt it all. Maybe none of it happened and she was just a figment of his imagination. But now, here she was, in the flesh. If it wasn’t for her sweet, cinnamon pastry scent, he would have thought she was a mirage. His wolf howled like a madman who’d finally been set free.
