Emily's POV
"As you can see," Alex gestured to the report in my hand. "The rogue attacks are increasing, and they are getting worse."
My heartbeat escalated as he leaned over, his hand brushing over mine, leaving a trail of sparks at every touch as he pointed to the line chart on the report.
My freaking arousal was already following the outline of the spikes on the chart, and I needed to hold my breath and focus on not pulling Alex closer.
Willow hid my scent in the beginning, but after a while, we just gave up—it was no use. Alex's scent was doing things to me that I couldn't control.
"Your report states that you have lost 34 pack members," I asked, setting down my fork. We were having breakfast in his office at his small meeting table.
"Yes, and nobody was found," Alex said, gettin
