_Zarelle’s POV_
I looked at Callan across the table. His face was getting red. He was angry at the sight of what was before him. Which made me even happier.
“That is the joint project between Feymere Corp and Duncan Enterprise,” I said. My voice was calm. I felt calm too, even though this was important.
“But you’re only paying us half of what others would pay!” Callan threw the papers back on the table. “That’s not fair!”
I didn’t move. “That’s the only way to save your company.”
Callan’s eyes got wide. I could tell he was scared now. His scent changed. It got sharper.
“Duncan Enterprise is in big trouble,” I said. “You haven’t made money in nine months. Your pack banks want their money back early. People are asking questions about your finances. Without our company’s m
