Chapter 36

He tugged at his collar, his smile wolfish. "You know how I hate meaningless people. It is purely coincidental or fate is trying to play a joke on us." "And you think I care about what you hate or not. Dante, or Mr. Ian, you are just my boss, not my Alpha or Master. Get that right." She had zero control over her voice at this point, and she saw that he knew that she was a step from punching him square in the face.