BRIAR’S POV
I’m on a higher floor than the kitchen, walking carefully with the tray in my hands.
I knock on the door that should lead to his office, as directed by the guards I asked on the way here. After a quick second, his deep voice echoes from the other end.
“Come in.”
I push the double doors open with my hip, allowing myself into the grand office of Alpha Tavian.
It’s much bigger than my father’s, as is everything in this palace, which only goes to show just how much richer he is compared to every wealthy person I’ve ever met before.
If he wasn’t such an asshole, I’d be living the dream of every girl: married to a hot man and spending money I don’t care to know how it’s being made.
“I’ve brought your tea,” I announce once I’m halfway in.
He ignores me, refusing to acknowle
