Apphia
"You look beat," Drake says.
"Don't even get me started," I sigh, closing my eyes.
"You know we are near the alpha's headquarters. I can take you there if you want," he suggests.
"Please,"
We arrive at the Sapphire Corporation building, which is impressively twenty—five stories high. I walk into an enormous, white glass lobby with Drake. We go straight to the elevator without stopping by the reception desk, as Drake has a security pass. The elevator takes us to the twenty-fifth floor in another lobby—as impressive as the first. The woman behind the reception rises to greet us.
" Hello," she flashes us a smile. The receptionist recognizes Drake and flushes. We ask to see the alpha, and she tells us he's in a meeting.
"Please sit there," she points to the brown leather c
