Caly’s POV (Blue Moon’s Bite)
We pulled up to the sleek new building of Blackheart Media, and Tucker directed Terri on how to get around to the private entrance in the back. Security here seemed pretty tight, they took photos of our license plates and documented our names, Packs and phone numbers even though they could clearly see the Alpha sitting in the passenger seat.
Tucker had a parking spot right near a private elevator that needed a key card and a thumbprint to unlock. We were greeted on the top floor by a friendly receptionist who offered to make us coffee and a mid-morning snack. Tucker pointedly looked at me to decide, and I told her that would be lovely. We walked down a hallway and were greeted again, this time by a frazzled Personal Assistant who was overly doting on the Alp
