“I don’t want anything. I will be going out for lunch.” I stand up and fly out of my office and make my way into Damian’s. His lobby smells of her and I feel myself ache as it reaches my nose. I fling his door open and stomp inside. “WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE SENDING MY MATE OUT WITH ANOTHER MAN!” Damian looks up from his papers slowly and gestures for me to take a seat. “I thought you wanted nothing to do with her.” I fume at him and narrow my eyes, but say nothing. “And, as a matter of fact, she hasn’t left yet. But who cares if she goes out with Zeke? One he has already met his mate, and two, you want nothing to do with her, so it shouldn’t matter. Right?” There is a knock at the door and Damian invites them in. Tripp comes sauntering in.
“Did I
